Celia took the drink delicately in a whorl of scaly tail, swirling it thoughtfully. Her eyes narrowed, and she took a delicate sip, spilling not a drop on her stiff scaled lip. She let the liquor wash around her soft pink mouth and swallowed. The flavor whet her appetite. She sighed pleasurably and drew the glass away, swirling the olive deftly with the tip of her tail. "Hm..."<br/><br/>She put the glass down and dug in her purse, finally producing a small satchel of gold coins and dropping it onto the counter. "Actually... If I may be so bold..." She jerked her head in the direction that the human male had gone. "I'd like to buy that young man a drink."<br/><br/>She smiled softly to herself, tipping back more vodka. "Pity..." she sighed. He was a brave little creature, really, to walk into such a dangerous place to order dinner. It rather intrigued her- and it was not unlike her to pass her wealth on- especially to those she particularly liked. Even she had the sense to understand that some creatures had more to them than simply being delicious.<br/><br/>She swirled the olive distractedly again. "By the way," she drawled. "What can a snake get to eat here? I'm in the mood for something... hm..." She forked the olive swiftly on her tail. "...Mammalian... male... Though I suppose one does not get to be the size I am by being overly picky, hm?" Her eyes narrowed, and she popped the olive into her mouth.