[ Grell, too, finds herself stirring her drink. It's some sort of iced passion fruit tea. Tea over ice seems like some sort of abomination, but the server recommended it, and she's heard it's actually quite good. ]
Oh-- I don't know. I think I might just be, actually. [ Peering up at him, she has an amused little quirk to her smile. ] You could tell when I wasn't before, hn?
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Oh-- I don't know. I think I might just be, actually. [ Peering up at him, she has an amused little quirk to her smile. ] You could tell when I wasn't before, hn?