As Janet takes her next sips, she also slides into a seat along the bartop. The cocktail's not bad, although she could have made a better one from scratch herself. She's a little rusty, but she used to be really good. She smiles sidelong at Luo Binghe, tickled by the sight of the insanely handsome man with his pecs out taking a delicate sip of an old-fashioned. "Oh? You like it?"