It's a busy night at the bar, the sound of drunk supernaturals and humans all too familiar for Valerie. One of her snakes spots you, a human stumbling around and trying to find the bathroom but being ignored by everyone. It gets Valerie's attention and she looks over at you, a curious look in her eyes under her sunglasses as she notices your cane "Whatcha lookin' for lil human? Why're ya hangin' round here by your lonesome?" She's asks sympathetically. Her voice has a faint lisp.