"I'm doing well." Reon said with a flush of her cheeks at the touch. "I do have to pause from time to time. Remember that it's still me.. just different plumbing... but still me." She grinned at Aimee. "I have a great support staff, coaxing me along. You and mom giving me all the info I need to look right. And I do want to look good for you." She added with a husky whisper. She looked at the drinks with a blink before glancing at their source, and blinking. Shots, she thought with a blink. Who buys a dozen shots for a pair of girls at a restaurant. She pushed down the the first impluse to light them on fire with her abilities.<br/><br/>"Thank him. but I'm allergic to whiskey." Reon says in a heavier Japanese accent just loud enough to carry a ways. "And my girlfriend doesn't like to drink it because of that."