Loretta’s smile toward the bartender grew as he pocketed the two coins and she nodded in acceptance of their fate. Lifting her glass to the bard, she wished him, “<b>Good night, Donny</b>” with a tilt of her glass before letting it clink with one of Diego’s. “<b>You’re my hero, I think you deserve the extra drink,</b>” she told him with a chuckle, motioning to the two glasses he held, the one intended for him and the one intended for the bard.<br/><br/>Speaking of the bard, her eyes did glance over to him as she laid his thick words of poetic charm on the older woman. Instead of a scowl, she merely chuckled at the display of charm. “<b>That man certainly has a way with words, doesn’t he?</b>” she commented quietly to Diego, keeping her tone neutral when addressing the observation. “<b>He knows how to put on a show.</b>” When the lady Diego was speaking with looked to her and Diego to address them, she nodded in acknowledgment of her offer.<br/><br/>Her eyes drifted back to Diego as he suggested they take their nightcap upstairs. She was slightly taken aback by his straightforward offer, but just as pleased as one could tell from the almost feline smile that spread across her face. Taking the time to learn more about the prey was always a good thing, especially when you could afford it. “<b>Believe it or not, I’ve seen worse,</b>” she answered him with a chuckle as she stood up to accept his offer. “<b>It’d be my pleasure.</b>”