"I'm thinkin' it'll work 'cause I've done it before. Woulda had someone already if he wasn't my best friend's boyfriend of the future or whatever, but apparently that's outta the question."

Apollo wouldn't describe herself as careless, even though most days that's the way she presents herself. She does have some real skills beyond her apparent airheadedness, so there's bound to be something useful about her, it's just that it... well, it takes a little bit to get that from her.

Drinks are a step in the right direction, though. "Yeah?" She turns to face the building he'd pointed at. "A pub? Tavern? Bar? Fuckin' whatever the elves call it? It's alright about the whores though, this is a big wide world an' there's gotta be some out there somewhere."