[She smiles, looking at the glasses and shaking her head. She's met bartenders who would rather have a finger chopped off, rather than let someone walk out with glasses. But it's Aerith and she knows - just knows, deep down - that all she'd done was ask nicely.]
I did. And thank you very much.
[She downs the drink with a satisfied sound, offering the now empty glass back. Say this much for Earth - besides being, apparently, the planet of the gorgeous people - honestly, buttons are way more attractive than robes - it made some damn good alcohol.]
Let's.
[She sees, however, a confused looking man dash out into the street behind them. And she can't resist. She absolutely can't. It's being a Bad Jedi, but...she doesn't mind. She reaches into the pockets of her short jacket, and then both hands shoot out, confetti spewing everywhere with a little extra Force push just to make it more spectacular.]
Hey! You! She's not into you at all! [Said with the jazz hands Aerith had taught her. Now they'd best go, and probably at a quicker pace.]
sure!
You made it!
[ Holding out one of the glasses she tilts her head further up the road Mal had come down to meet her. ]
Ready to go get some food?
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I did. And thank you very much.
[She downs the drink with a satisfied sound, offering the now empty glass back. Say this much for Earth - besides being, apparently, the planet of the gorgeous people - honestly, buttons are way more attractive than robes - it made some damn good alcohol.]
Let's.
[She sees, however, a confused looking man dash out into the street behind them. And she can't resist. She absolutely can't. It's being a Bad Jedi, but...she doesn't mind. She reaches into the pockets of her short jacket, and then both hands shoot out, confetti spewing everywhere with a little extra Force push just to make it more spectacular.]
Hey! You! She's not into you at all! [Said with the jazz hands Aerith had taught her. Now they'd best go, and probably at a quicker pace.]
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