Not until I came here. [It surprises her that the closeness doesn't bother him, pleasantly even. She handles the line easily, ushering them past security with a polite, but knowing, smile.

Sheva finds it even more pleasing that they've fallen into comfortable bantering, teasing and testing the waters as she led them both to the bar.] Call it an educated guess. Will you show me those if mine aren't close enough for your liking?

It's a different sort of music. [But she'd consider it music. Drums were great to move ones body to after all.] What would you like to drink? [She'll order herself a whiskey and ginger, then whatever he wishes while passing the bartender a card and telling him to start a tab.]