Laila smirked to herself as Corv did indeed approach the woman, laying on his usual charm, though she had a sneaking suspicion he was faking that pearly white smile.  It just didn't quite reach his eyes.  She stiffled a chuckle as Corv practically forced a shot on the poor woman, not that it would affect either of them.  That was Corv for you, too confident (and a bit pushy on occasion) for his own good.  She turned in her seat as yet another presence entered the bar.  Hopping night for this place apparently.  She rolled her eyes as she saw V mosey up to the end of the bar, calling for Corv to get him a Vodka.  She left Corv to tend to the woman, nodding to him as she got up from the stool.  "I got it," she told Corv.  She walked around the bar, snatchin up a bottle of Goose and making her way to V.  It didn't surprise her at all that V was avoiding their little group.  He always was a bit antisocial, but most of the darker side of the League was, preferring to work alone, only seeking companionship when they wanted something out of it.  She set one of the double shot glasses down and filled it to the brim.  However, before she slid the glass into V's reach, she gave him her cockiest smile and said, "If you actually show me you know how to smile, I might convince Corv to give you this one on the house."  She waited for V to probably flip her off as she glanced down Corv's way to see how he was fairing with Miss Smiley.