Why was he talking to her like she was a child he was promising a treat? How disgusting. But also, was he going to pay for her drink, because in that case, she'd take the offer. The sweet stupor from the drink might make up for the overwhelming emptiness she felt when she wasn't lying under a man at night.

She offered him another coy smile. "That sounds fun, sweetheart," she said sweetly. "Will ye get t' mistress?"

She walked further in, looking around to see if she could spot Lory. Lory could put in a good word for her!