"Well thank you."  Jourdan turned a touch more serious as Morgen wished them the best for their wedding even if it was quite belated to hear in person.  She knew it wasn't easy for him, but respected the fact that he was able to get past, or at least hide, any bitterness he might feel.  Of course the alcohol might be helping with that, Jourdan really didn't enjoy drinking to excess but had learned over the years to discreetly minimize her alcohol intake without making it obvious.  A friendly waitress helped but was not essential.  Tonight she especially wanted to keep her wits about her even if Morgen and Freya decided to tie one on.  Each of them tended to hold their alcohol better than her and it would certainly lubricate any rough spots between them, assuming they didn't burst into flames.<br/><br/>Morgen had never been a mean drunk, in fact it brought out some of his more endearing qualities as he could be a bit intellectual and brooding sober, at least in her opinion.  She leaned in with him, enjoying a taste of the camaraderie she would witness between her wife and former lover when she had been the one serving the drinks.  It was easy to imagine them both checking out her ass when she turned away, she certainly made sure to give her best performance.  Of course she was working for tips at the time.<br/><br/>She giggled when he mentioned the 'Morgen Magic' as she had never heard him use that term before.  She turned to her wife and asked "is that what he used on me?"  Immediately regretting it even as the words left her mouth.  She hoped she was not the reason for his mood shift but knew it was quite likely.  "Luck is like lightning, you never know when it will strike."  She leaned back away from the huddle, not to be cold but so that she could rub her knee against his at the same time she placed her hand upon Freya's thigh.  She knew her wife well enough to know the limits of how far she could take things with Morgen, much further than her slightly inebriated former lover likely imagined.  They might be married but they were hardly slaves to traditions like strict monogamy.  So the idea of Morgen 'getting lucky' tonight was certainly within that realm, getting impregnated by him was another matter entirely.  Her squeeze on Freya's thigh was a signal that she was very much thinking of bringing her old friend back to the loft with them.  If she had an objection, now would be the time to bring it up.<br/><br/>Jourdan looked at Freya when Morgen asked about their marriage 'plan' then back to Morgen.  "Do we really seem so predictable to you?"  She teased back at him for trying to place them as a typical couple, but he had hit very close to home with his question.  It snapped Jourdan back to the seriousness of her own plan.  "You should see our loft, I'd be interested in your professional opinion of it."  It was something of a half truth, she was really more interested in a subtle way of inviting him back to their place without telling her what was on her mind.