Violet shifted her arms as she stared into her hands with fingers locked, counting the lines of her palms. Her eyes looked up at Ravenna before her face did. She save her a little smirk at her suggestion. After a long sigh she said, "I appreciate the thought, hun. I'll take a green tea, hot."<br/><br/>She pulled away from the bar, her fingers grasping the edge as she leaned back and stretched her limbs. She turned her back to the counter and slouched down, resting her elbows on the hard wood and jutting out her chest. One leg bent back as her toe twirled around on the floor, looking around, admiring the decorations around the place.<br/><br/>"I wish you could control the weather. I'm dreading the sprint to my car in the morning and the cold drive home!" Violet giggled.