"What was that about?" Shula asked, having sat down right as the bartender walked about. She happily ate the food that was set in front of her, having not eaten all day leaving her with a veracious appetite. She took one look at Fealan's face, giggling as she glanced at the other dark, swirly drink and the water sitting next to each other.<br/><br/>"Did whatever he get you knock you on your ass already?" She asked, sipping at her own drink. It wasn't very string but she had no doubt that just one glass would get her tipsy. Shula had never turned to alcohol for comfort but she always did like the sting of it going down her throat. For the dragon it was invigorating; it almost reminded her of the feeling she got deep in her throat whenever she was just about to spit fire. She set it down, pushing it a little away from her.<br/><br/>"God, if you're not going to drink the rest of it I might as well give it a try, huh?" She said, leaning over Fealan as she went to go grab his glass.<br/><br/>f-list ~