Jillian simply rolled her eyes at that and nodded, waiting for their server to come and take their orders. "Well, Anna, if you want to cover this meal you go right on ahead... believe me, I'm not gonna stop you." She laughed lightly, having never really been one to mix words or try and be overly civil and polite. She often considered that one of her biggest weaknesses, but Anastasia didn't seem to mind all that much.<br/><br/>After a short wait, a woman in her late teens would come by and take their drink orders. Jillian was about halfway through ordering a cocktail when she  remembered that she'd be driving, and she opted for the local brand of soda instead.