"Sure" Jimmy replied, thankful for an excuse to stretch his cramping legs.
As Maren was standing up he caught the bartender's eye and tilted his head towards the booth, he still had to find interested parties for the Kemwer stuff and didn't particularlly want all his information being swiped while his back was turned.
"I could do with a walk" he said raising out of his chair "sittin' around drives me nutso. As for the drink, I don't think Katya much of a prankster, just some of her bartenders have a habit of getting complicated drinks wrong and judging by the faces you were making I'd say you got a whiskey velvet instead of a martini."
He gestured to let Maren go ahead first and walked along side her. "So off to somewhere interesting after all this excitement?" Jimmy asked sarcastically.
