Inara winced, drawing against Tony as they sidestepped the woman. For a moment, she wondered if they ought to help, but as she looked over her shoulder, some of the woman's friends seemed to be doing that. Inara watched Tony play bartender with her head tilted, an amused smile on her face.

She laughed softly at the casual way he rattles off his various minors and course interests. "I see you're keeping your mind open." She sat down on a barstool, her elbow on the table and her chin in her hand. She looked softer in that moment, more approachable and casual. "You seem to be adjusting to college life well enough."