Serina let her pouty lips curve into a warm smile and had to stifle a giggle at Izzy's slurred speech. The smile faded quickly into a look of concern though and she chewed at her own lower lip. She could not help but wonder what it was that Izzy was trying to drown with alcohol. Was it her feelings for Cam? Her brother's betrayal? Her feelings for Serina? Or some combination of those things? The knot that had been in the pit of Serina's stomach all day tightened and Serina let out a little nervous noise. Still her eyes refuse to pull away from Izzy's as she helps to support the drunken woman. She took a deep breath to calm herself but it did not work. Instead she inhaled the scent of Izzy, that unique combination of aromas. The acrid smell of smoke and the undertone of alcohol along with the entirely feminine smell of Izzy's skin. It made her shiver.<br/><br/>The mumbled drunk talk made her blush and she suddenly had a hard time remembering why she had come here. All she wanted was to continue to feel the heat and closeness of Izzy's slender body. The pink flush suffusing her cheeks deepened when Izzy called her cute. Their lips were so close now and Serina's eyes drifted shut in anticipation of another kiss. The sudden exclamation that Enzo might have done it said so loudly and so close to her almost knocked Serina over. She was about to protest over Izzy's continued rambling when the thought that it was wrong seemed to occur to Izzy as well.<br/><br/>As Izzy looks for coffee, Serina slowly starts to back Izzy toward a chair and lowers her into it. As much as it pained her, she pulled away and began to hunt for the cup of coffee that Izzy had earlier. Upon finding it (and taking a sniff to be sure it was just coffee) she moves back to Izzy, her hips swaying with each step and sits on the arm of the chair.<span style="color: green"> "It'sss cold but it will help." </span>She says softly, gently draped one arm around Izzy's shoulders and using the other to bring the cup to the lips she desperately wanted to kiss.<span style="color: green"> "Now drink"</span>She says before tilting the cup just enough to let the dark liquid touch her lips. Only when she is sure that Izzy has the focus not to spill does she tip it any farther. The other hand lightly squeezes Izzy's shoulder, just happy for the closeness. The snake charmer still felt a nagging fear that she should get used to the thought that she might not get more. If Enzo was not lying, maybe Izzy would still choose to be with Cam.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>