Melania and Verite joke back and forth and I'm happy to see them getting along so well. Melania's new to town and it's always hard for some people to make new friends. Today, I've made two and I'm tickled as I kiss Verite's cheek. Her smile's drunk for sure and I smile and giggle with Melania before Verite agrees about letting me wait to choose my favor.
Favors are vows, especially to a goddess and I smile again, remembering how well the last one served me. I ask about the party and Melania says she didn't go and I squeeze her hand in sympathy before turning back to Verite.
She did go and answers, "Yeah. I went. Punch was great." From the smile on her face, I'd say more than the punch was great and she continues, giving a tipsy smirk to us as she continues, "Missed one heck've a party, Lannie. You too Ver-verdandi." Oh, she's drunker than I thought and I lean forward to check her glazed eyes. She's not going to fall down yet and since we're still sitting, I'm won't worry.
Smiling brightly, I look at Verite and say, "Sounds like fun." I squeeze her arm, encouraging her as I continue, "Tell us all about it. What costumes did people wear and who was there? Could you tell who was who? And what did you wear?" In my excitement, I start throwing questions at her and I slow down and take a breath, laughing as I add, "Stop me if I'm asking too much, or too quickly. I get excited and it just seemed like people had a lot of fun. Did you meet anyone interesting?"
Looking to Melania, I ask, "Lannie? Lana? Hmm, I think Verite is on to something here and speaking of possible nicknames," I turn to Verite again, "Is there anything shorter than Verite I could call you. My friends mostly call me Verdi and you should too." I include Melania as I continue with a smile, "Both of you. 'Verdandi' is too long to yell across a bar quickly."
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Favors are vows, especially to a goddess and I smile again, remembering how well the last one served me. I ask about the party and Melania says she didn't go and I squeeze her hand in sympathy before turning back to Verite.
She did go and answers, "Yeah. I went. Punch was great." From the smile on her face, I'd say more than the punch was great and she continues, giving a tipsy smirk to us as she continues, "Missed one heck've a party, Lannie. You too Ver-verdandi." Oh, she's drunker than I thought and I lean forward to check her glazed eyes. She's not going to fall down yet and since we're still sitting, I'm won't worry.
Smiling brightly, I look at Verite and say, "Sounds like fun." I squeeze her arm, encouraging her as I continue, "Tell us all about it. What costumes did people wear and who was there? Could you tell who was who? And what did you wear?" In my excitement, I start throwing questions at her and I slow down and take a breath, laughing as I add, "Stop me if I'm asking too much, or too quickly. I get excited and it just seemed like people had a lot of fun. Did you meet anyone interesting?"
Looking to Melania, I ask, "Lannie? Lana? Hmm, I think Verite is on to something here and speaking of possible nicknames," I turn to Verite again, "Is there anything shorter than Verite I could call you. My friends mostly call me Verdi and you should too." I include Melania as I continue with a smile, "Both of you. 'Verdandi' is too long to yell across a bar quickly."