'Showoff!' chuckled Lilias, pausing to straighten his tie with a fingertip. Then she resumed their sedate walk, the heavily decorated hem of her sari sweeping the path.<br/><br/>'Given how picky you are, you might not find something<em>decent</em>,' she went on indulgently; she didn't care for ale herself. 'But there is at least something that we can both enjoy, without it getting to our heads so early. So... Romulan ale to start the evening?' she grinned.