After her drink was drained another was ordered in its place. Moments later, that one had become drained as well and Seravi called the charming young bartender over once again to refill it. He wasted no time tending to her every request which pleased her greatly. She thanked him, watched him move to some other customers whoâ€™ve decided they were in the mood for a drink, and sipped her third drink carefully. There was no use getting wasted right when the night was still young, she wanted to spend some time with this bartender, to get a feel for him. He really had caught her eye the more she looked at him, the more appealing he seemed. By the end of the night, if she does not decide he is lucky enough to come to bed with her, assuming his services are up to her standards, she might very well leave him a little tip.<br/><br/>That would be nice, wouldnâ€™t it? She doesnâ€™t always leave tips for people. That being said it really would all the more special should she actually follow through with her decision. Ah, but she was not willing to make any solid promises just yet. The night was only just beginning to warm up as more people were only just starting to pour in. There plenty of fish in the sea, she didnâ€™t want to reel one in and discover she had caught a bad fish. That would not please her.<br/><br/>Seravi had just been about to order another drink when a few more people joined her at the bar. â€œWell, well, it seems Iâ€™ve gotten some company for the night,â€ she had commented with a smirk as she looked the trio over. Drinking alone has never been the she-wolfâ€™s style at all.  There was dear Millicent, never a dull moment around her, who had been the one who invited her to come here, and two people that she did not recognize. Mill always seemed to have interesting company with her though she has never really met too many of her friends. One of them seemed feminine but her scent told her otherwise, she did not question this however, and the other was an old woman. The old woman had immediately amused her when she began to guzzle down her vodka like it was water, moments after she had ordered her drink.<br/><br/>This was going to be one hell of a night, especially with company like that, she thought to herself with a smirk as she sipped at her drink again. She didnâ€™t order another one when she finished. Instead the now empty glass had been gently pushed away for the bartender to either take away or refill. She was not going to refuse either action. It took gallons to get a werewolf drunk anyway; it wasnâ€™t like she was worried about becoming intoxicated so early in the night. Perhaps it had been the bitter taste of the alcohol that caused her to stop. She was never one to like drinks that were bitter, like that one. For a moment her eyes scanned the menu to see what else was there and contemplated ordering some good old Southern Comfort for the hell of it but decided against it for the time being.<br/><br/>Plenty of time for all that later, right? Just wait until the night really gets wild.<br/><br/>Her eyes went to the one Mill had called Makota. Eyeing him (she was convinced he was indeed male in drag now that she was getting a better look) up Seravi gave a bit of a smirk and arched her brow in amusement. â€œNow thisâ€¦ this isnâ€™t something you see every day, is it? I suppose this bar attracts the attention of even the more bizarre,â€ she chuckled softly, grinning wolfishly at him. Her brown eyes seemed to flicker with amusement. Seravi really was a creature easily amused by the smallest things sometimes, proving to be one of her downfalls on occasion. No, she would not chase after something shiny if such a thing caught her eye but she might turn her attention to it for a second. That was the case here: she noticed something was off and merely took a closer look.<br/><br/>Very observant she was. More often than just looking to chase something shiny, she was not a cat, to think such a thing of her would be insulting, observing was more her style. She had half a mind to question Mill about her company. That old lady definitely looked like she was going to be a handful, not that it would be a bad thing. This night was meant to be wild so she says bring on the handfuls and other strange people who might show up.<br/><br/>Seravi tapped the bar again to get the bartenderâ€™s attention, â€œChanged my mind. Iâ€™d like to have myself another,â€ She said with that same wolfish grin on her face, innocence in her eye. The bartended nodded and brought her another drink right away, removing her empty glasses in the process and smiling at her the way he had before.