The man that had signaled her over had apparently walked in while Ruby was on her break, as she was positive only having her nose in a cocktail glass could've kept her from noticing one such as him. Even seated he was tall and strong of shoulder, and somehow striking and regal and elegant and just... Utterly unlike anyone from Storybrooke, and she didn't need to hear his soft accent to be positive of that.

Retrieving the drink didn't take all that long as it was a fairly simple order, and she returned to sit it down in front of him with a napkin beneath, biting at her bottom lip as she attempted to think up something to say. The truth was that he looked like he'd had quite an evening, though she wasn't sure if it'd been good or bad. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" She asked, smiling warmly and softly down at him. "You look like you've had quite an evening, if you'll forgive me saying so. Have you eaten?"