"Hmm, let me see. What am I in the mood for..." Her eyes sparkling mischievously, Ellie propper her elbow on the bar and put her chin in her hand, making a show of considering. She'd been in the business far too long to misinterpret the interest in Belial's manner. Although admittedly, he'd surprised her before. "Oh, I know. How about a Bartender's Wet Dream?"