At the Bar!
"Hm," says Zillia, appraising the powerful man. "Do all of you plan the night in that particular order?" Hm. Sometimes it's hard to tell if she's being serious, or if she understands just what's going on.
Zillia turns her head as her hand's filled. Odd looking brew. "Riverside." She says, starting to raise her glass. "Curious what it is you darlings think of as relaxing. I've spent the last couple of nights here exhausted." Zillia raises the glass to her mouth and drinks deeply. She squeaks out a hiccup just as she finishes her pull, blinking rapidly.