She smiles back, mirroring him a little as her eyes crinkle at the corners at seeing the semi-familiar face. "Oh ello." She murmurs warmly. Carefully trying to lean on something near without tipping too far over, she reaches out quickly and clears her thaort. With another sheepish smile. "Heh."

"Aye, that they are." She murmurs and puts another little dash under the Drinks' header on her clipboard, "Any particular types you like.. I know I rather like a pink lemonade or some such depending on the day..Mmh Milkshakes too." Especially these days a nice cool shadey spot too.