Samael raises his glace to acknowledge the mage with the coke ( Weavebreaker ) and smiles.
He glances back West and snorts, fortunately before he takes his next drink. The man was both eminently more notable and confident than Samael. Not to mention that the priest collar Samael always wore acted as a faster deterrent than a wedding ring, and not nearly so often as a draw for those that inevitably tried to tempt others against their vows.
"I think she's looking at you. The women don't typically go after the priest first."