Strange can tell her not to worry about it, but as shameless as she may be, Shura still has her manners. At some point, she’d buy him a drink, and that was that.

But she won’t turn down alcohol, even if it’s probably some froufrou nonsense. “I ain’t about to complain about a free drink. Spike’ll need somethin’ to eat if you got anything to spare.” Aconite might be passed out, but she was going to wake up hungry. Dealing with an overtired and hungry dragon sounded like a horrible way to spend the evening. At least she didn’t have the ability to throw magical tantrums yet?