Grateful for the energy being positive, Skellig allows himself to relax slightly as he moves around the space - clearly those who work here are valued and compensation is fair for the services provided. He picks up lingering snippets of conversations as they filter through the air: If there is any hint of trouble with a customer, it will be dealt with accordingly...if anyone wishes to be entertained by more than one host at a time, they are paying appropriately...

But it is the window in the alcove that catches his attention, and he is studying it as a woman approaches with a tray holding small glasses of some sort of liquor.

"A drink while you wait, sir?" She DID see the woman that he walked in with, but that is not stopping her from being prompt with the offerings. "Or something else, perhaps?"

Skellig turns and glances at the tray, keeping his eyes on the tray, not on the other things she is...presenting.