"And a human doesn't normally coming into a wolf club.... Though were is the fun in life if you can't flirt with the danger?"<br/><br/>She grinned as she returned a comment, no one said she was the smartest person in the world. Teagan was inclined to mechanics but as far as magic, leadership, relationships, or pretty much anything else was concerned, she was the dullest knife in the kitchen. Tipping her head to the side, she starred a little too closely to Mister Taylor, and was rather taken back by what his job description was, though found it interesting.<br/><br/>"A detective... thats..."<br/><br/>There was a pause as she inhaled a sharp breath, so that is what he was here for, and why Tyson had called him. Teagan was starting to catch on to what was happening now. Her lips pursed together before parting to tip the remains of her bottle. Smacking it down on the bar top she got enough attention from the bartenders there, which came with a second round for them both.  Teagan could feel that swell of heartache filling her again, slightly sad as she nodded her head back to Mister Taylor now.<br/><br/>"Well... I am certain that the owner will see you soon."<br/><br/>The eyes that had been starring them down didn't seem as important anymore as she turned her back to them, slightly disrespectful and yet... clumsy on her part considering she could possibly be attacked without warning. Teagan was rather impatiently waiting for that next bottle now, trying to keep her mind from wondering too far with that little bit of information she had now. Now was perhaps as good as any other time to leave but... she had pretty much brought Mister Taylor to a danger zone, and without her being there she was sure that a fight would start and well... someone would get hurt.<br/><br/>Sucking it all up Teagan placed a fake smile to her lips as her eyes cut upwards to the tender as he set the second rounds in front of them. Being a little short on cash she would be sure to put them on Talon's tab tonight. Propping her forearms against the counter, she halfway turned so that she could face Mister Taylor, though kept her eyes on those that were starring at them.<br/><br/>"The starring contest is getting kinda old. I should give them something to stare at...."<br/><br/>It was a slight grumble of words, clearing showing that her mood had changed drastically now. Different ideas came to mind, maybe sweeping Mister Taylor right off his chair into a dirty dance, or even more just give those eyes a full blown show, which would more then likely get them both kicked right out on their ass. The mental kicked to her head hurt more then it should have, though it curled a little deviant smile to her lips.