[b]“Interesting people? Hmm, yeah. I am certainly not one of them.”[/b] Her words sounded wistful yet sincere. 

After plucking up the other glass with clear liquid she then smirked at the inquiry, and the use of such vulgar language spouting from a woman who looked especially elegant. [b]“Probably not unless you’re into fetish photography.”[/b] She said without shame. 

Sirenia did not offer anything further as it was always awkward discussing herself candidly while not in front of a camera. Oftentimes celebrities took these opportunities to subtly advertise themselves to others in separate circles since events like these brought together many different kinds. From her peripheral vision she noticed a man scribbling away in a notebook, and immediately thought that if she ever did wish to start promoting it would probably be best with that gentlemen. The seasoned ones were usually auspicious with interesting careers, and had many enlightening elements on life to consider. He looked especially lost in thought so as a friendly gesture she asked the bartender to order another craft beer, and to pass it to him. In hindsight this probably did not matter since the drinks were probably free.

Drawing her attention once again to the direct woman Sirenia turned to lean her back against the bar so she could overlook the emerging crowd. [b]“I wonder what your definition of an interesting person is.”[/b]