As he gathers his bearings, and makes his courtesy introductions, Ling begins his search for where the finest drinks might be found. Low profile being his specialty, he slinks through the crowd a while before a glint catches his eye. A glass with liquid, telltale signs of something to drink. Upon a further glance, Ling noticed the glass had an owner who was glancing back. An expression of... was that boredom? At a party? In the presence not only good Cardamine, but also good drink? This can only mean one thing.
Showtime, Ling.
Striding up to the counter next to the young lady, Ling finally had an excuse for his carefree attitude over being Kusari once again. Setting he case down, and leaning his back against the counter, he asked: "So, mind telling me what you're sipping on?"
