[ While Cisco goes to fetch glasses, Bill has a seat on the sofa and helps herself to a beignet. She's never had one before, but they're delicious. ]
I like this friend of yours already. When.
[ She accepts the wine glass and holds it with both hands, looking down into the liquid, her mouth pressed into a thoughtful line. After a moment of quiet, she pulls herself out of her thoughts and looks back up at Cisco with something of a forced smile. ]
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I like this friend of yours already. When.
[ She accepts the wine glass and holds it with both hands, looking down into the liquid, her mouth pressed into a thoughtful line. After a moment of quiet, she pulls herself out of her thoughts and looks back up at Cisco with something of a forced smile. ]
So you'd forgotten stuff too?