Karlach, like Bellara, is interested in those drinks. Maybe not for the same reason, but it does mean the large tiefling woman is approaching the bar about the same time as the elven woman was looking for a victi- assistant.

She's keeping a careful enough distance to not accidentally bump into anyone, but is close enough that the strange, cheerful ramble of a request is obviously being directed at her. Blinking, she peers between the bar, and the frankly adorable slip of an elf, before deciding quickly enough that it sounds fine to her, nodding with a sunny smile.

"Don't see the harm, why not," She agreed readily enough, plunking onto one of the bar stools near the other woman entire demeanor cheery and open, entirely at odds with her rather aggressive sort of look. "Can't go wrong with some fun, yeah?"