Rachel grinned at hearing she'd guessed right, sure her guess had been an intelligent one, but pleased to have Karl confirm it.  She wondered at the slight pause in Karl's speech as he told them where he and Baldur were from, but wasn't sure how to ask him about it without seeming as if she was prying.  It couldn't be a problem with the language, since his English was perfect, as far as she could tell.  "I took Spanish in school myself.  They had French too, but Spanish looked easier.  French has too many vowels in a row in a lot of words, and Spanish was easier to pronounce."<br/><br/>She noticed Bridget didn't answer Karl's question about dancing, but it seemed she was at least willing to stay and have a drink.  If Karl or Baldur got too personal, they could always leave, she decided.  "I'll have what Bridget's having, and thanks for the offer," she said.  She wasn't one to drink a lot, but when she did, she had to had something sweet, where she couldn't really taste the alcohol.  She nodded at Bridget's suggestion, and moved to sit, leaving room for Bridget next to her.  She was open to getting to know these two, but she still wanted Bridget close, in case they decided to head back downstairs in a hurry.