Drake has a laugh with all the others. It was good fun. He only now though of reading her mind to hear what was running through it while she found herself in that very compromising position. He watched as the flustered slut was laughed out of the room. Her extra sucking was pretty useful. Got him nice and cleaned up before her tucked his stick back into his trousers. He was looking forward to teasing her more when she came back.<br/><br/>Drake passed the minutes by working on his smoke shapes. He actually got a rather impressive looking dragon to come out for a moment before it blew away. After a few minutes it seems she wasn't going to come back. "Did she think I was kidding? I was another fucking drink. Who the hell goes out and only orders one fucking drink." It was hard to tell if he was talking to the patrons around him, or just to himself. But it was clear that he intended on getting his fucking drink. He stood up and stomped off into the back where she went. He was going to find her and have her serve his second drink even if he had to torture her to do it.