Allaina was quite nervous at the attention suddenly being directed at her. The alcohol she had been drinking had just began to affect her, so she was feeling strange, and her senses were not quite as sharp as normal. She still wasn't familiar enough with talking to others to catch on to Serge's intentions, but she at least understood what a handshake was. After taking another drink, she reached out and took Serge's hand. "Oh, um, sorry." She said, taking his words literally. She found him attractive, but at the same time intimidating. 

Sharee was obviously aware of Serge's intentions; he was broadcasting them as loudly as a lamia's shriek. She wasn't against it, as long as Allaina was willing in the matter. Of course, knowing the Bosmer girl, she would end up asking her what to do if she got confused at his advances. Sharee would probably encourage her to go along with it and enjoy herself, but not before letting this Serge know [i]exactly[/i] what would happen if any harm befell her. Allaina was completely loyal to her, so Sharee was going to make sure to protect that investment. She looked back at the Breton, taking a drink of her brandy. She did nothing to dissuade him, but neither did she encourage him. For now, she was just going to wait and see.