<strong>Lady Beatrice</strong><br/><br/>The glass clinked with lily’s and liquid sloshed over the edge. It cause a new wave of giggles. Her other hand slung into the air with that awe-go-on motion.<br/><br/>“Lilllly, lem me just say….that sommmmme people are like…ma..  mating elefunncesss…”<br/><br/>“They stomppp an screaming …an ack like they …they are…very..high up…things…social stepp stool…“<br/><br/>“Ifff…youu…are…get…inna…inna way… they sq…squ…steppp ..steppp onna…you.”<br/><br/>And with that she gave a firm nod of her chin, brought the glass to her lips and drained the contents. She held out the glass so the very nice young man could chase it down and place it carefully on his tray as he handed her another full one.<br/><br/>Her smile stretched from ear to ear as she took another hefty sip.<br/><br/>"Cheers!"<br/>