[ Her lips press together in an even thinner line, and she glares at him, trying to figure out whether or not she's being made fun of. It's impossible to tell. Without knowing him, there's no way for her to read anything into the placid smile on his face. ]
I believe it was a coastal drink.
[ She says this with as much dignity as she can muster, which is an impressive amount, even now. Surely he isn't going to make her say it. ]
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I believe it was a coastal drink.
[ She says this with as much dignity as she can muster, which is an impressive amount, even now. Surely he isn't going to make her say it. ]
It was...pink.