<span style="color: #FF0000">FIRRAE</span><br/><br/><br/>She took his hand and let him lead her to a booth. She giggled at his comment.<span style="font-style: italic">Gah this is so gross. I feel like an incompetent fool.</span><br/><br/>"It's perfectly fine." She smiled, showing her perfect white teeth. The waiter came and before he could speak, she flashed him the same smile.<br/><br/>"Whiskey. For the both of us." She turned back to Vahsen, giving him a puppy glance.<br/>"Your not letting me drink alone to night hun."  When the whiskey came she took her glass and took a long sip, not one bit of red lipstick leaving a mark on the glass.