"Maybe they'll throw one hairy virgin in just for you." She snorted and glanced over at the men playing pool, sizing them up as though to make mental notes about how tough the crowd at the bar was tonight. The waitress seemed to be in a hurry so as soon as he placed his drink order she offered him a rather forced half-smile and went on ahead to entertain a rowdier group of men some ways off who had just entered the bar.

Shego crossed her arms and remained leaning back, still looking at the men playing pool. "It's Shego, by the way."