<em>(sorry, wasn't trying to rush you... I just miss messages sometimes, and wasn't sure if all was ok ;) )</em><br/><br/>She peruses the crowd, looking a little shy-- as she always did in public-- but the crowd and noise are a little comforting, since she can feel anonymous... she squeezes up next to him to fit around the other patrons, who don't move aside for someone her size.  One side of her mouth curls up in a sexy little grin.  "It'll do... what kind of place is this, anyway?"  she hops onto the stool beside Titus' and waves for the bartender.<br/><br/>She lowers her face while she waits, looking up at him from the corner of her eyes.  She wants to ask him about what could have gone differently, but she doesn't want to ruin their night out.  This night was for purging all the rage and uncertainty, and the fear of destruction.  They needed to free themselves for a night from that grim reality.  Instead, she asks... "What're you drinking?"  Her face is tilted to one side, the shadows clinging fetchingly to her features.