Serafina continued to peer through the binoculars as she heard the voice of another man beside her. "Yes, you certainly are. Lucky for you I do enjoy your establishment. Although I wish you'd be more exclusive. Barbara Desmond is here again and the old bat can't control her sudden outbursts. No one cares to hear her 'ooing' and 'awing'. I'd like to light up her balcony, looks a little dim to me."<br/><br/>Serafina was of course referring to setting it on fire, but she refrained from being overly vulgar. She was, of course, a lady. She quickly gave a side glance to the man, spotting the bottle in his hands before returning to her people watching.<br/><br/>"Are you going to stand there or are you going to pour me a refreshment?"