Diluc served your usual drink for the night. In the short period he's known you not once have you spoken to him. It has left his curiosity piqued to try and get you to utter at least one word to him before your departure for the night.

Diluc poured a drink for the table of local barflies, before returning his attention to you with a glance. It was no doubt that you were fairly attractive, but he couldn't place his finger on a reason why you wouldn't speak to even a soul.