Logan snatched the bottle back from Victor, taking a swig. She ignored Millie's advice. Logan could take care of herself, she didn't need these untrustworthy Wolves to help her make choices. 

"You're not going insane, I see them," Logan said in response. She wasn't sure [i]which[/i] girls he was talking about, but Logan figured it'd be intertwining to play along. "They are rather attractive, I must admit," she said with a low whistle. The drunk Wolf figured he was probably looking at her funny because she wasn't into girls or guys or anyone for that matter, sexually or romantically. Just because she didn't like fucking or loving didn't mean she couldn't recognize a nice looking human.