Kiba returned to the Night Club, due to finding nothing else to do. When he saw the Zabuza man gone, he let out a sigh of relief. He didn't want to encounter the man who had taken his sister from him to join his gang. Speaking of Okami, he idn't know what to think. He sat down at a nearby table and ordered a Coke, waiting patiently for his drink. He adjusted his hat and placed his forehead to his palm.

When the drink finally came to him, he gratefully raised the glass to his lips to down some, cursing the fact he wasn't able to drink legally yet. It sure could help him. . .Oh well. Better than nothing.

Extrodinarily long blonde locks bounced daintily after the slender American-English girl. Her peircing,deep,blue eyes found comfort at the bar. After her sister dieing, its where she found her bliss. Drinking. Though she wasn't an acessive drinker. She really wasn't the type to handle much drink.

Lean appendages carried the young lass to the bar. Taking a seat, setting her bag on the floor. She ordered a shot, a small,small, spikey shot. Voids caught site of someone who looked...Lonely. Maybe. She wasn't veyr good with assuming things.

Hello?
A friendly smile crossed her kissers. Giving off a friendly,gentle look.

The teen jumped somewhat, torn from his thoughts as a voice flew to his ears. He turned his head to look to the female who had greeted him, and he grinned in return.
"Hey." Kiba wanted to smack himself; had she seen him spacing out? He never liked being noticed for looking like a fool, including mindlessly blocking out everything.

Just a habit, as the boy sipped at his soda again.

"I'm Ellianna." Spoke the damsel. Her voids looked away for a moment. Maybe she scared him? A very faint chukcle was given. She took the shot: quickly, and without a sound. Ah. That was better. Her slender digits pushed the shot glass neatly off to the side. Did-I scare you? Maybe you were just thinking...Sorry." The words rushed out rather quickly, probably making no sense if you wernt a thinker. But yet it was understandable.

Ellianna? "I'm Kiba." He introduced, brow furrowed at the chuckle. He refused to cave into the quirk he called curiosity as he watched her take the shot before interrogating him. "No, I was just thinking. Bad habit, getting too wrapped up to pay attention." Kiba sighed, shrugging off the comment.

Thoughts spun her mind. She was sending mixed messages. "Nice to meet you, Kiba." Slender digits reached for the petite glass before her, she spun it around, watching it twirl. Eh. "I think alot. I can drown verything out, which can be good and bad. For me anyways. You live around here, I suppose?"