"Late ... disobedient ... and unable even to answer a simple question. You really are special, girl."<br/><br/>After a moment for the insult to sink in, she seemed to lighten up, showing the friendly side Zoey had spent so many hours chatting to and confiding in online. Sliding a tall glass along the bar to her, a small pool of water around its base from condensation, she continued:<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I'm sure you can redeem yourself. I ordered you a drink earlier - the ice has all melted by now of course, but it's still quite cool."<br/><br/>A friendly smile on her lips, she raised her own glass: 'cheers!'