She follows, taking the chair that's got her jacket slung over the back, one long leg stretching under the table as she leans forward to take the offered drink. It's heavy and the whiskey's got a heady scent to it, but right now, that suits her down to the ground.
When she lifts the glass, she tips him a smile before taking a sip. It slides down easy, spreading smooth warmth all the way through her body.
"I'd say it's looking a hell of a lot better from where I'm sitting."
She might not have been drinking doubles, but two fingers of whiskey is more than enough to lend the world a softer focus, and she's grateful for it.
"Personally, I'd say it's the company." She grins.
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Date: 2012-03-29 04:28 am (UTC)When she lifts the glass, she tips him a smile before taking a sip. It slides down easy, spreading smooth warmth all the way through her body.
"I'd say it's looking a hell of a lot better from where I'm sitting."
She might not have been drinking doubles, but two fingers of whiskey is more than enough to lend the world a softer focus, and she's grateful for it.
"Personally, I'd say it's the company." She grins.
"Not that the booze doesn't help."