"Oh, I'm able, all right," she said. She smirked as she tipped back the keg and drank. She had to remind herself to try not to drink Grog under the table, but somehow she didn't think Grog would hold it against her if she did. In fact, she had a feeling it might make him like her that much more.

"Tell me about Vox Machina. How did you get separated from them?"