"He makes one hell of a first impression, him and his little metal buddy," Rae thought aloud, less discreet than Daisuke in her verbal judgement, though just as light hearted. Rae was rather melted into her chair when Daisuke rose, bowing before her which brought out a smile, and extending a hand. He probably wasn't aware of how she'd never been treated as such before, not just as a gypsy, but even if her own camp the young men were a little too wild for mannerisms, even if the elders implored them. She hesitated, a little caught up in the moment - before she realized it wasn't that big of a deal to anyone else, and finally placed her hand in his to get to her feet before clasping both behind her back.
The pair approached Henry and the brunette, and naturally Daisuke was bowing and introducing himself to the stranger, debonair as always. Rae offered a smile to the girl, shifting a bit of weight from one ankle to the next, though to her relief Rangiku decided to introduce herself instead, taking any kind of attention off her trainer. She let out a long, amiable growl and placed a paw out to the little bulbasaur, and then greeted Henry's magnemite again, seemingly looking around for something else (unbeknownst to them, it was for ghastly to appear again) and then returning her attention to the two animals around her. Rae recalled Rangiku never really having another pokemon to interact with, in fact she was regarded often by the few that knew about her as a little human, to which she started to respond like one to. So this was a wonderful chance for socialization, "I'm Rae, and this is my spirited little lizard. Charmed."
Then she just leaned back against the table's surface, resting her weight on her palms as she leaned back, head tilted and her lashes resting on high cheek bones.
That's when she noticed a new presence entering, peering up only to see him, yet another unfamiliar (though handsome) brunette stepping inside the tavern, though he held an interesting aura about him. Rae observed him for a few moments, medium lips quirking up in a ghost of a smile - he was looking for someone, and she needed a little mental stimulation. The young woman pushed off the table, striding over to the individual and resting her hands lightly on her hips, "Looking for someone, love? Can I be of service?" Her voice was soft and friendly, though her eyes held a mischievous glint Daisuke had grown all too used to in the short time they knew each other.