The woman barely had the chance to wrap her glossy, pink lips around the straw stuck haphazardly into her coconut cup before someone had already begun a conversation with her. Her head swiveled, her auburn eyebrows rising up in a curious sort of sentiment as the equally curious elf began his preamble with a question and smoothly ended up sitting just a little bit closer to her with his hands free of his leather gloves and those damaged eyes of his looking at her expectantly for some kind of contribution to the conversation that he'd taken upon himself the initiative to begin. It went without saying that the beach goer was more than a little suspicious of his intentions and while some of it did have to do with his odd looks-- the shorn ear and the burn scars certainly weren't doing him any favors-- it was also in part due to the obviously debauched atmosphere of the tavern. It was for this reason that she let her dark brown eyes meet his own for a few long, silent moments while she cradled her drink between her hands and idly stroked her slender fingers over the coconut's fuzzy surface as she debated even humoring the queer looking gent with an answer.<br/><br/>She sipped at her drink, cheeks going hollow and immediately after her features puckered. The woman's eyes crinkled cutely at the corners and her nose scrunched up in much the same manner as she fought the  pungently sweet ( almost overbearingly so) tingle on her tongue. It took her a little bit of effort but the redhead eventually managed to swallow what she could of the fruity cocktail and the patted her chest gently, the other hand setting down her cup on the bar and moving to fan herself as the corners of her eyes began to well with little tears that she quickly wiped away. "Pardon me." She rasped, her accent a sophisticated sort that marked her as someone most likely from Stormwind's upper crust. "I... that's almost toxic in how sweet it is." And just just like that she was trapped in a conversation with a man she for some reason felt obligated to apologize to.She cast another glance at the concoction that had damn near made her choke before she stilled both of her hands and folded them in her lap, one leg slipping out from the orange shawl wrapped about her waist as she moved her legs apart to steady herself. Her thigh it seemed was just as bronze as the rest of her and exhibited that same healthy glow.<br/><br/>"I've come in from the beach though, yes." One hand moved back to tuck her red locks behind an ear and moved carefully to avoid harming the petals of the sunflower tucked daintily within her tresses. It certainly made the rest of her vibrant outfit 'pop'. "This isn't quite what I expected when I was pointed somewhere to go get a drink." The woman shook her head and then shortly carried on. " I can also see that the drinks really aren't the reason people decide to visit, either. I'm out of place." Her laugh was a coquettish one, lighthearted and very short lived. A moment of silence followed and in that moment she let her dark eyes study the odd elf who'd approached her again before she took a deep breath and reached out for her drink again, drawing it up to her chest where she cradled it close like some protective totem or trinket. " You seem out of place too." She had enough social graze not to stare at his ear or the myriad of burns or cuts but she did , for a second, manage a glance at the mechanical digit that took place of one of his fingers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>