<span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Now at this point, Lara was unsure of if she'd come to the right place or even approached the right person to speak to about the book. The woman certainly looked rather adventurous, possibly very skilled in the use of bartending, but did she know anything about magic? ...she seemed to have her own magic about her. The way Ink smiled, the way she asserted herself. If anything, she was a rather scintillating businesswoman, using any means to get and keep a patron's attention. And in a few ways, Lara had to respect that.<br/>
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"W-Well...experimenting every once in a while...wouldn't hurt," she slowly admitted outwardly, taking small pauses here and there to watch the cup fill up right before her eyes. And right there, she had her proof; this was the person to talk through. "Perhaps this would be a good drink to talk to someone with your...talents...over." She slowly reached out and took the glass gingerly in her hands while her other hand reached down onto her lap and gripped her mother's book, slowly lifting it up onto the bar in front of her. "Long story short, ma'am, I was wondering if you could tell me anything...about this? I-It was my mother's."<br/>
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After setting the book down, she lifted the glass to her lips and slowly began to draw the liquid back to her lips, opening her gates slightly to allow some of it to enter her mouth. It was unexpectedly about as sweet as a strawberry, with certain distinguishable tastes meant to accentuate the flavor of the beverage. Ink knew her stuff!</span>