Ingrid's eyes flashed.
Her head turns slightly toward both Mhairi and Seraphina.
But before the hunger - the desire gets the better of her, the plucky Elemental calls for more drinks. The distraction works. The Palewraith's eyes flash again, this time with mirth, and she focusses on the bar with a delightful little squeal.
"Oooh! Drinks! Drinks. Then, hum, dance floor. Maybe. Because the last time was so much fun."