finds himself staring pointedly. Still, he... thinks he's seen that face somewhere before.
Flashes Gabriel a smile and a wink, shifting forward to reveal a little cleavage. It didn't hurt to tease the man.
blinks and looks away before he smiles a bit, deciding it's just a bad thought she reminds him of Arthur. "Hello, prazer." He hums. "What do you drink?"
Looks pleased, smiling. 'Hello doll~ it's a straight whisky.' She pats the stool next to her, motioning him to sit down.
sits on the stool next to her, ordering a super and a whisky. "What's your name, sweetie?"
Smiles, turning towards him. 'Mary~ How about yourself, Hun?'
nods at the waiter and pays it, handing her the whisky. "Gabriel." He raises the beer, smiling, then drinks. "You're English, aren't you?"
Makes a disgusted face, looking highly offended. She stands in outrage, hands against the bar. 'Eeeeeeeh No! I'm effing Scottish you England obsessed twat!'
laughs. "I'm sorry, you sounded like a friend..." He raises one eyebrow at her sudden act, licking his lips and thinking. Now... Gregory would be one to do that. "Can't blame a mere human for the mistake,_
Makes a face, slowly settling into her seat. 'I sound nothing like an Englishman,' she grouches. 'And aye, I can.' She huffs to herself, picking up her whisky.
snickers. "I'm sorry, I'm only Portuguese... we can't quite tell the difference." He watches her, narrowing his eyes at how she holds the scotch like a man.
Frowns at the other, eventually turning to face him. 'If you buy me another drink, I'll accept your apology.' She runs her foot along the inside of his calf, giving him a suggestive look.
nods. "You drink fast for a lady..." he comments, loosely, because she really reminds him of Gregory — well, he is scotland. "
"But yesm I'll do it." He laughs, ordering her one more. "So... where in Scotland do you comne from?"
Smiles, humming in thought. 'Have you heard of Perth?' She thanks him for the drink, downing it in one go.
shakes his head. "Not really... I barely know Edinburgh."