[ She was sure smiley. Seth wasn't sure what to make of it. If anyone should be pissed to become a slave (again), it'd be Santánico. And what the hell was it with the lollipop? His smartass grin simmered to barely a hint of a smile on his lips. ]

Did you expect any less?

[ There were so many ways Santánico could probably reply to that. Or she wouldn't pay him any mind and take the free drink. That's what she'd been looking for to start with. ]

If you don't see me on the floor, just have the bartender ask for me or Richie. We'll cover your tab for the night. Just you. No buying them for anyone else.