Liz was still a bit confused when Magenta started making her own jokes about her name, but she appreciated the more light-hearted turn of the conversation. Magenta's apology seemed, genuine, and Liz could understand her being sensitive, just having broken up with a girlfriend.<br/><br/>"I forgive you," she said, "and you haven't totally blown it. Truth is, if you want to be called Maggie, or Magenta, it doesn't matter to me. Magenta is a pretty name, kind of hot, too. I like you too...a lot, Magenta."<br/><br/>Liz smiled happily and took a drink of her new margarita, looking satisfied by the experience.<br/><br/>"I should probably tell you," she said, "my father, is a Russian billionaire, and my brother is named Ivan, if you play with me feelings, I'll tell him that he must break you."<br/><br/>She put on her most intimidating Russian accent for the last few words, which she could do well enough since she spoke and wrote Russian, thanks to a large extended family and family compound in Moscow. Liz laughed, and took another sip of her drink.