[Nana's a little surprised by the offer - she's slinking around, trying to keep her head low... but given her height, that's a hard sell. She's not quite as tall as Eizen, but she's not far off, and it makes her stand out above the crowd. Quite literally.

So she shouldn't be surprised that someone 'caught' her. She was just curious, but now she's being dragged into something. She looks over at him, curious, eyes flitting between him and the drink.

She's drank a couple of times. In general. She performs, after all, and sometimes alcohol gets used as a prop. Usually fake, but sometimes they wind up rehearsing with a random bottle of wine, just for convenience's sake, mime drinking from it. One or another of the girls will joke about who has to actually drink it once they're done. Nana tends to take care of it just to settle all the teasing.

She glances at the drink, then slowly steps over, crouching down as she joins him in the booth.]

Hehe. It's kind of sad to drink without eating, you know? [Her voice is comforting, soft.] But we can have a little. It's even sadder to polish off a bottle by yourself.