Kilgrave glanced over as the dark haired woman sat down and returned her smile with a crooked half grin of his own. He did so like dark-haired women. It made their skin glow somehow. As she ordered, he propped his elbow on the bartop for a drink, subtly gesturing a 'Go ahead' to the bartender with his eyebrows.

No need to keep a lady waiting.

"You can put it on my tab," he directed to the now animated man, looking over at Izzy with a charming, playful smirk. "If the lovely woman doesn't object?"