<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>~ Marisol, at dinner ~</em><br/><br/>There was nothing much that she could say or do right now, except...hope that things would smooth themselves over. Which it appeared like the would, especially after Nicci's speech. It seemed the woman had more of a leadership characteristic inside of her than Marisol had given her credit for. Granted, maybe it had been Marisol's assumption that she would the be one to protect and...mother the other two women? A second mistake she had made tonight.<br/><br/>She eyed the wine bottle but opted to pick up her water glass instead and raised it up, a smile permanently fixed in place, letting them know she was still in this with them. Honesty. Wisdom. Strength. Beauty. Respect. <em>And understanding</em>, she silently added. They would need it; all of them.<br/><br/>All of those were great things to toast, things all of them had deep inside. Things that they would need to bring forth and use to make this experiment a successful one.</span>