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[realimperfect]

who: Re-L Mayer & Etc
what: November Shenanigans
when:Throughout the month of November
where: Her apartment, the Quarantine at large
warnings: uhhh language most possibly, will warn for anything else!

Comments

[inlaid]

I like a lot of things and exploring my options.

[Besides, to Bryn, wine is the sort of drink that people share together. A bottle. There's a sort of community feel to it and that's exactly what Bryn is after. So she nods to the bartender with a smile.]

Wine sounds great, pour me a glass also.

[The bartender obliges her then leaves the pair to themselves. Bryn looks over to Re-L then, glass in hand, and flashes the other woman a smile.]

I don't tend to drink a lot of wine in general and I ought to, honestly. Good for the heart and all of that.

[realimperfect]

Not a bad way to frame things.. [ Re-L could stand to do the same and had been.. slowly, but surely, working on it. Riverview had a way with breaking down a lot of barriers that she might not have otherwise needed to cross at a moment's notice, but most of her resistance had been a futile set of movements in the end. Uncomfortable, but not bad, persay.

As long as this doesn't end in Bryn ugly crying and hugging a bottle of wine like Jim not too long ago, Re-L may well survive this encounter. That had been a self inflicted exercise that she may never, ever, repeat again in however long she lived after this.

Re-L accepts the glass with a little nod of thanks and a small toasting motion, sitting back even as she took a sip from her glass. ]

Mmn.. My doctor had a habit of touting that whenever he asked for it, and I guess if two universes say it's right, then it is. [ Leave it to Daedalus to have to justify a glass of wine, though. Instinctively Re-L takes a look around the bar, as if gauging who's in attendance tonight, before focusing back on Bryn. It's habit, more than anything - an inspector was a people watcher by practice. ]

Incidentally, wine is also a good way to have a grown man ugly cry on your couch if you wanted it, too. Not very pleasant to watch, but the laugh at his hangover in the morning is definitely worth the discomfort of the night before.

[inlaid]

[Bryn's eyebrow raises so high that it may as well be attempting an escape, because that sounds like bait for a story and there's no power in the world to keep her from taking it.]

I'm going to have to insist on details, and doubly so if it's one of our mutual friends.

[She lifts her glass to take an experimental sip, holding it in her mouth and testing the flavor on her tongue before swallowing it down.]

I solemnly swear I won't share the story with anyone else unless I have permission to give them a hard time about it later.