Mark smiled and shook his head, “Listen love, this is a private party so you can drink what you damn well please” He did get her drink for her however, “Once the meeting starts me and the Mrs will be buggering off anyways. So you can get your own. There you go love, I am expecting the boss will be here pretty soon.<br/><br/>It was Abigail that took out a bottle of water from the fridge and gave the man a glass. She said nothing, aster all she was used to the different types of Uratha even if she was not entirely sure of the specifics.<br/><br/>At present there were s few others in the  pub too, the tall lean Rahu was sitting with his charge, and her own little pack of dogs.<br/><br/>“Look Marianne,” he said looking her straight in the eye, “You are going to have to promise to behave tonight.” His voice bore a soft welsh accent and he was certainly gently spoken.<br/><br/>She sighed and let out a teenage snort. “I mean it…I will call William to pick you up. I am sure he can find some school work for you. You know this is important cariad. Look go and get yourself a drink, and get me a pint too.” He nodded to the others at the bar and then leaned back in his chair.<br/><br/>The girl because that was all she was, was certainly small and very thin, waves of aggression though seemed to seep from her very pores. Still that could have been the fact she was a teenager.<br/><br/>“Whiskey for me, and a beer…make mine a double.”<br/>“That will be two beers then,” Mark filled two pints of one of the local ales. “So how is William?”<br/><br/>“Boring as fuck, the bastard is trying to get me into school.”<br/>She looked to the other two, “I suppose I should ask you to join us or something. Bleidd is trying to teach me manners”<br/><br/>If she was intimidated by either of the two it certainly didn’t show.<br/>