Syl nods and I feel happy that I have managed at least this much correctly. There y'go. Y'can't drink'is stuff fast; try, an' ye'll burn yer tongue right out. S'a slow sorta drink, whisky'is fine. Jes' take't one sip atta time. Soon ye'll start pickin' out more'a th'flavours. Takes a bitta time t'teach yer tongue th'trick ovvit. She closes her eyes as she takes a sip and looks almost peaceful as she enjoys the taste of the drink. So I take another tiny sip and yes I can indeed taste more and different things than the last time!
We sit and sip our drinks. There is nothing else really to talk about and I find I like siting here with Syl, watching her and the room and drinking this strange and complex drink.
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Date: 2010-10-03 11:44 pm (UTC)We sit and sip our drinks. There is nothing else really to talk about and I find I like siting here with Syl, watching her and the room and drinking this strange and complex drink.