Lucas's ears twitch to the commotion outside, but upon hearing it just vanish, he calmed, loosing his grip on his pistol, sliding it back into its holster. Lucas tugs his coat on his shoulder up a bit more, as he looks around the room, still waiting for the others to order.
Without a thought, his eyes flashed a bit as a small, brilliant red orb appeared at teh end of his cigarette, lighting it as he takes a long drag, pouring himself some vodka. The wolf spirit knew it took a lot to loose this sober feeling. The world was a little better when it was dull, and a little more wavy. Sipping his drink, he looks over at the new woman. He just gives a rather wolfish smile as he exhales the smoke. "What kinda poison do ya want?" He asks, his voice rather smooth, downing more of his drink ,finishing his glass off.
He pours himself some more as the smoke swirls and dances from his lip as he just pushes his glass up once more, hiding his eyes a little, though the deep red was still quite visible as his ears twitch once more.