[Levi was already at the bar, but she was on the other side of the counter, as a barmaid actually. There was a Magbaby on the counter close to her as well holding an empty glass.

A guy was there, middle age men, quite built, pride on it, was there too and leaned over to the barmaid. Levi looked bemused, ignoring the guy. Then the guy reached out and grabbed her arm persisted. Levi gave a death glare.]

Sir, you better let go or you'll miss an arm.

[These Nova rich people...sheesh.]