Her gaze had quickly run over the boy, who truly appeared to be barely an adult, before she turned back around to sip at her drink. The thought that immediately came to her mind was that he did not belong on this dirty, musty place with this particular crowd of people. Granted neither did she, just as she herself was only in her early twenties, but she exuded a sort of aura that told of something beneath the pretty face. A fire that danced and burned below the surface.<br/><br/>The boy came to a halt near her and slid onto a stool, she could practically feel his glance over at her, and smirked with only the tiniest quirk of a lip as she took another drink. Head tilting slightly so she could peer at him she lifted an eyebrow at his own order.<span style="color: #FF0000">"indeed"</span>The word left her lips slowly, rolling lazily from her lips in that way it seemed women had of speaking and seeming intrigued and amused, yet bored at the same time. The lip of the bottle came to her mouth once more and she took a drink before lifting one shoulder in a delicate shrug.<span style="color: #FF0000">"It is a bit chilly out there, i agree"</span>She nodded slightly.