O's eyes twinkle with amusement at the defensive tone and she shrugs, "I kinda think they're pretty, but you do you, lady."

With that, the young woman steps up and plops right down on the table top, dropping her purse next to her and starting to dig around in it. It takes her a second, but she pulls out a container, lighter, and a glass pipe and instantly starts to fill the bowl of it. From the smell, its obviously not tobacco, but she seems to have no qualms about what she's doing at all.

Without looking up, she continues on to say, "What were you looking for up there anyway?"