Giving Dalton a farewell nod, she gave the man a small, friendly smile. "Will do." She chirped cheerily, before turning her attention back to the table. Keeping an eye on Dalton as he walked out. He was a decent person, though she was worried he might be calling to turn her into the mental asylum. Though, she tried to brush the man making a call. It probably wasn't anything important, if it was what could she do? Where could she go? Dalton knew she knew Liza so doubtless they would search the woman's house and Alice didn't want to reveal the woman's secret.

She didn't want to reveal hers either as she turned her gaze back to the bar. Tracing out the patterns on the wood. Her mind wandering as she thought about the possible futures. Honestly? Alice was afraid of what her future might hold. Liam was going to come back, he had seemed dead set on that. So she was going to take it as a given. So drinking animal blood might turn Alice's own blood sour or something. Make her unappealing to the bastard. It would suit him right, the raven headed woman thought sourly. Turning her into a vampire and flipping her life on it's ear! Watching Liza do her rounds, Alice sighed and turned her gaze back to the bar. She also needed to help Liza however she could. The woman had saved her life after all, when it would have been easier to let the Inquisitor kill her. Perhaps the waitress just disliked the Inquisitor so strongly that she hadn't cared if she saved Alice, she just wanted the man dead.