Vaydra could only nod as she took in all h e had to say about his uncle.
"I will keep that in mind if he finds his way to my neck of the woods. Wolf Sanctuary and a Women's Shelter? Sounds as if you all keep busy." She smiled a bit, impressed. She knew or had at least heard rumor before now of the larger septs across the pond becoming more involved with communities and such. But hearing it direct from the lips of one was different.
She picked up one of the last few onion rings off her plate and chewed, looking over at him as he seemed to take amusement or annoyance over her choice of words about the girl. She shrugged, deciding rather than to apologize she'd have a bit of amusement of her own. "Probably not your girlfriend, no. I'm willing to bet you're not my type nor I yours, regardless." She even gave him a little wink. Vaydra didn't much bother pursuing men or women for that matter in general, once in a while though it prooved to not be an entire waste of time. She continued. " As for Primal Urge, Didn't mean to insult your prowess in the game of attraction, Devon. You likely could have, but it would have taken longer, I'd bet."
The Fenrir didn't actually have a bad personality, at least not so far. But logic dictated, without the eye contact, the little extra push of Primal Urge, that going on that alone might not have been a resounding success. It could well have been, but she hardly wanted to speculate. Second to last swig of her beer as she listened to him go on about the 'ritual'. She nearly choked on it as he asked her if she'd done that sort of thing before.
"What I meant by job, was the one she is paid to do, not her duty to the gene pool. Meaning that if she forgets her tasks, her tips and livelihood will suffer. To me, it would have to be a special person worthy to risk that. I guarantee though that she's on the line. A girl knows when another is long gone like that, even though I've only known Meg here and not outside." Oh and yes, I've got no trouble attracting mates when I want one, thanks for your concern."
She took a little breath and another onion ring, trying not to be annoyed at what he had said. It had not meant to be insulting, she guessed, or t least if it had it was in retaliation to her remarks. Fair was fair. She glanced towards the bar again and saw Meg notice and start heading over to them.