Still wobbly, Ianthe favored Cat with a grateful, if somewhat dazed smile when he slipped into the booth beside her to help steady her. She fumbled a hand around the glass when Sirius put it in front of her, and gulped its contents down quickly.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Thanks,"</span>she asided to the Goz.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Guess I'm a cheap date?"</span>Then she turned her eyes to the Bulor woman.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"That was... interesting. I appreciate you making it mostly painless?"</span>The words came awkwardly; she wasn't quite certain how to react, at this point, and simply leaned more heavily against Cat.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Sorry. I'm kind of out of sorts. Never... never done that before."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>