He nods, smiling slightly, always in favor of a good compliment -- especially a true one, because he's in agreement about having good taste. As they walk towards the bar, which isn't far, he glances at her again. "The curses may leave you in search of a good drink, but one of the saving graces of this City is the opportunity to meet people you wouldn't have otherwise met. I doubt I would have ever run into you, had we never been stuck here."