Her current date (if he can be called that; she doesn't really date) is turning out to be a bust. He takes himself way too seriously, especially his karaoke, which started out pretty good, to be fair, but his current state of slurring inebriation and entitled hipster attitude is making him pretty unbearable, plus he thinks he's some kind of god for knowing who the Pixies are. Like, hello! As if she needs to be introduced to the Pixies. Jeez.

So she's getting upset and lonely and bored, which is drawing her too close to those uncomfortable feelings she's trying to ignore. She stands out in this place, being the only recognisable xenian currently there -- while Baedal has more of a nonhuman population than most kinds of Earth, it's still only about 20%, and it's not unusual for her to be the only visible one. So on top of everything else, she's self-conscious.

When she spots a guy at the bar nursing an appletini, she laughs; it's not a mean-spirited laugh so much as it is surprise. Most of the guys she knows are heavy drinkers who scorn anything other than Jager shots and whiskey drank out of red cups; she forgets that not everyone is like that. (Megan is doing shots of Patrón.) Also, it looks like he's alone and she feels bad for him. "That's all you're having?" she asks. "Really?"