"I was curious. I ran out of the alley, you weren't there, so I left my brother and his friends to argue in the alley while I visited him." She indicated, her mind in thought for a short moment. "He's Ragnar, a Blood Dragon." She said. The small witch knew they were rare, only one ever reported every couple hundred years. They were near impossible to control in a battle, though outside, he seemed tame, cute even. His red eyes almost begging for some of his coffee. "Please....by the gods don't...." She groaned, though it was too late. The small dragon was already gulping down the offered coffee happily, not even paying attention to what happened next. She had used a spell to keep her coffee in her cup as he picked her up and pushed her gently into the booth. Her eyes were on the scene, the man he had the altercation with already texting on his phone. She was certain his master wouldn't get the message until later, but she also knew the risk that brought to her, if he mentioned a witch in that message. "You didn't really have to do that, I'm used to their whispers." She said lightly as she bit her lower lip. She had her cup of coffee and saucer in hand still, sipping the hot liquid carefully as her mind wandered, though she found her eyes on Ragnar, the small dragon making begging eyes at Cryo, wanting more coffee from him. She seemed to giggle almost, slightly amused. "I'm sorry, he has a thing for sweet tasting things." She said as she looked towards Cryo. "I'm Rea." She added, knowing it wasn't polite of her to know his name and him to not know hers.