Heh. I don't know, I keep waiting for someone to make a bad joke out of it. [Respect among thieves is totally a thing; one day, she'll even run a guild of them. But here and now, she's just a "procurement officer," and she doesn't realize Selina is anything other than a woman who can pull off words like quaint without seeming arrogant.

Time to order, and Imoen indicates Selina's drink, asks for two, gives a little thank you and offers just...everything in the wallet. Let the rest be a tip. When the bartender turns, Imoen looks back to Selina.]

Been lost all my life. [More truth than flirt, but one works with what one has.] But it's more fun when you've got someone spirited wandering with you. Possibly while soaked in spirits.