As soon as Abia had placed the meal in front of Victor, she felt eyes on the back of her head. Looking back, she saw Nathan giving her the side eye. It took her a moment to understand why, when she realized his scotch was untouched. She pressed her lips and raised her eyebrows, holding back a chortle, as she pointed her finger to the edge of his table. When she had poured everybody’s drink, courtesy of the man she just served, that included his as well, and she had placed it on the table waiting for him. She supposed it was half hidden behind the table’s candle. Oops.<br/><br/>Shaking her head, she turned back to her current customer and saw the smirk adorn his face as his tongue ran along his sleeve. Her eyes widened a bit and her cheeks turned a slight red. She wasn’t sure how that made her feel, but disgusted was definitely one of those mixed emotions swirling around. She closed her eyes, and inhaled slowly, exhaling through her lips as if to keep from yelling at him. Some people are just....different. She kept reminding herself that perhaps it’s simply his upbringing for him to act in such a way. Her eyes opened again and her voice took on a neutral tone as she stared at him with an expressionless face to match, “then...I will set up a room for you...is there anything else?” She clenched her teeth and her jaw tensed at the thought of him sleeping under the same roof as her, but reminded herself that with multiple people staying in her inn besides him, it should be difficult for him to try anything...reckless.<br/><br/>((It’s all good. This is a casual thread, so whenever you can get to it is fine. It’s only if the thread is dead for a couple of weeks that I hit the reset button lol))