Clay looked to Alex as the others left, with a sheepish shrug and a full mouth he replied.
[b]"What? I was hungry."[/b]

He then smirks, [b]"You'll take care of me eh? Not sure to take that as an incentive or deterrent.[/b] 
Clay leans over the bar, getting closer as he whispers. [b]Sounds kinda fun.[/b]

Without asking he steps back and goes about setting up two glasses with ice and pulls down a familiar bottle. As the amber liquid splashes into glasses he looks around the bar as if searching for someone.

[b]"Since your back, there's someone I want you to meet. A young woman, she's a bit... Skittish. Reckon you could poke around in her head and tell me what you find?"[/b] he asked it as casually as one might ask another to 'pass the salt'.[@timelord1101]