Pacca grins, listening to the song while her tail sways mostly in time with it, leaning over the edge of the stage and resting her head on her folded arms as she looks up at the performer. She looks very pleased with the situation.

Once he actually steps off, she stretches out, taking a look inside the mug. "That's a... gooood question." She says, looking back up at the bard. "See, they told me it was a really fancy name I couldn't pronounce, so I'd assume it's wine. But when I tasted it it was spicy?"

She shakes her head. "Either way, I'm as loose as a moose in a sauna, and that song was faaantastic." She says, sharpening up her grin. "So we're totally friends now, right? That's how this works?"