"[color=a187be]The mental image of you managing to trip a multi-legged chaos spawn would be something to behold~[/color] "Adrianne mused with a slight smirk in Medaira's direction, before it came down to giving their orders.

Adrianne paused for a moment as Valkia appeared. Truly, the notion of giving food orders to someone like that was definitely a unique experience. But Adrianne choose not to overthink it; instead following her gut instincts, she levied the menu and opened a page for Valkia.

"[color=a187be]I'll take one of this, and this, and this... oh, and do remember the gene-potatoe fries and imported spiced sauce.[/color]" Adrianne instructed as she leaned forward, listing off half the page worth of foodstuffs. Something about this whole place was making her quite hungry, and Adrianne was not about to waste such an opportunity! 

Yet, no sooner had she finished rambling off than her violet eyes were drawn back to Medaira.

"[color=a187be]If I didn't know any better, then I would say you were attempting to get our armsman soaked.[/color]" Adrianne mused with a slight accusatory tone and a chuckle. Which was also the same moment that another idea suddenly struck the psyker, and the ashen haired woman turned around to peer at the eldar sitting at their table.
"[color=a187be]Do el,- ... can you handle alcohol?[/color]"

Adrianne suddenly asked, leaning forward slightly while holding her goblet in one hand; as if a great question had suddenly appeared in her mind that needed immediate answering, her eyes practically zeroing in on Maya!