Lex watched the bartender, for lack of anything better to do at the moment. Of course she was still keeping some attention on her surroundings but not directly. It seemed that staring back only made them stare more and as it so happened, she wasn't looking to play that game with anyone.

The man that took the seat next to her was given little attention, pick pocket or not. Alexa wasn't in the habit of keeping anything valuable in her pockets anyway. Everything was in the bag slung over her shoulder which happened to be on the opposite side because no, she hadn't outgrown that candy bag, why would you think a month away from Hogwarts would change that? Funny enough, the man might have figured that for himself with the way she felt his hand brush against her pocket. A casual gesture as he adjusted on his stool. Dude could have an 'A' for effort.

Acceptable. Sure.

Lex took the glass of firewhiskey when it was offered and slipped the sickles across to him. It didn't take more than the first sip and swallow to have her making a face and wrinkling her nose. Luckily the gag reflex hadn't kicked but merlin. This tasted...possibly worse than the firewhiskey she'd tasted at that Halloween Party the lot of them had down in the Shrieking Shack during her Fourth Year. How Benjy had swallowed his cup she would never know.

One thing was for sure, this...this drink probably wasn't gonna happen anymore so she turned casually on her stool to have a look at the rest of the bar. No need to make it obvious she'd already had enough--wait, hold the snitch. Lex blinked and stared at the man in the corner. At first she didn't believe it but then, it made perfect sense, didn't it? This was Knockturn Alley...why wouldn't Vinteren be down here?? With a small clearing of her throat, she grabbed her glass and made her way to the corner too. "Fancy running into you here." That's right, keep it cool Lex. Mature older girls did not do petty fangirling. Perfectly calm, peeerfectly calm. EEEPPPP!!!!.