I spot Steffy's look and interpret it. Well, I try to, I come to the conclusion that it is some kind of attempt at mind control. I waggle my eyebrows at her before falling into an expressionless stare.<br/><br/>"What's wrong with lemon? Oranges and lemons go well together, don't they? Maybe lemon gin is better for you?"<br/><br/>I nod at Mechelle.<br/><br/>"See, I didn't order cointreau."