((It's alright))<br/><br/>Geralt looks at the board for a moment, "Banana smoothie, with a little malt in it" she says with a bit of thought, "And you, Mister Mysterious, what was your problem back there? If you choke so easily, maybe you should stop smoking cigarettes." she then gives Micheal a smirk and moves over to a table in the corner and plops down in it, back against the wall and her feet dangling just off the edge of it.