Go over to the cute hard-drinking pixie

You walk over to the pixie.
It is certainly a young woman, five feet tall, slim built with a pair of translucent blue wings. She is wearing a brown vest, emerald shirt and leaf green tights.
A dark green hat and little pointed pixie boots complete her outfit. An ivory wand is thrust through her belt.
You sit down and start taling to her, as if she was dressed normally.
She takes a moment to believe you are not going to make fun. Then, comforted by your understanding, she opens up to you, and explains her outfit. "I was invited to a fancy dress party, and so I hired this pixie outfit, and came to this hotel. When I got to the room, I found out the ‘Fancy Dress’ was an excuse to require that the women be half naked. And they were planning a series of demeaning games. When they pressured me to strip to the waist, I loudly stated my refusal and just walked out.
Everyone watched in silence. It was a great exit!" She tosses back her half-finished drink. "Sadly, I was too busy being dramatic to pick up my back pack. It has both my purse and my clothing.” She sighs, and puts down her empty glass. “So, I'm stuck here!"
The cute female bartender looks at you both. Clearly, she has realsied something the Pixie hasn't yet. With no money, the pixie can't pay for her drinks.
After a moments hesitation, you -