"As you like, Master," Tigra purred, setting her glass down, untouched. She was in charge this evening and was going to keep her wits about her. Also, she knew Mahina would remain sober if she did and that was for the best. She would need to follow Tigra's instructions without question and impairment could cause her to act impulsively.<br/><br/>Mahina smiled silently, setting her glass beside Tigra's and took her place one step behind her mistress, slightly off to the one side, away from Masterson as he escorted them to the main lobby.