Callie does indeed give a smirk at Drake's antics; it's hard not to appreciate a man who has the guts to laugh about his conquest in front of the entire bar (and who's either smooth enough or<em>good</em>enough to not offend said conquest in the process).<br/><br/>The paladin, however, is far less amusing.  Callie merely snorts as the elf moves to cover her purse; it's good to know, she reflects, that even the gods' most honorable servants can't be trusted not to be judgmental.