Fifty? Livia wasn't sure the girl necessarily seemed able to afford it, but with her advice having been given, she wasn't about to refuse it and smiled endearingly. "Aww, well... I'll just have to be obligated by duty and say thank you, kindly!" One pair of hands folding the sum up, another palm touching thte blonde affectionately to forearm and another fishing out a further chocolate-coated digestive. Some people had alcohol - she had these. "An' I wish you the best - I really do, poppet."
But Valerie's next actions... The four-armed entertainment manager could be forgiven for the increasing uncertainty with which she interpreted them. At first, just a friendly tilt of head, but then, as Valerie's own nervousness began to show, Livia was starting to suspect some variety of heartfelt confession. Or... Or a... Well, she wasn't quite sure what. It was beginning to puzzle her and brow furrowed in tainted confusion. Her own concern beginning to show with an apprehensive nibbling of the biscuit in hand. Expression quirking with worried curiosity at what might be at hand, as the girl...
"Oh!"
And, with a relieved chuckle, Livia's posture relaxed, exahaling a breath of air she hadn't realised was being held.
"Darlin', you don't need a declaration... Friendships just happen, hmm? But I wouldn't turn it down, neither," she winked, clinking fingernails against a mostly-empty glass. "It's called an 'Atomic Rainbow'... And you won't find it served in any of your conventional bars, if you're willing to try, yourself."
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on 2013-12-24 02:06 am (UTC)But Valerie's next actions... The four-armed entertainment manager could be forgiven for the increasing uncertainty with which she interpreted them. At first, just a friendly tilt of head, but then, as Valerie's own nervousness began to show, Livia was starting to suspect some variety of heartfelt confession. Or... Or a... Well, she wasn't quite sure what. It was beginning to puzzle her and brow furrowed in tainted confusion. Her own concern beginning to show with an apprehensive nibbling of the biscuit in hand. Expression quirking with worried curiosity at what might be at hand, as the girl...
"Oh!"
And, with a relieved chuckle, Livia's posture relaxed, exahaling a breath of air she hadn't realised was being held.
"Darlin', you don't need a declaration... Friendships just happen, hmm? But I wouldn't turn it down, neither," she winked, clinking fingernails against a mostly-empty glass. "It's called an 'Atomic Rainbow'... And you won't find it served in any of your conventional bars, if you're willing to try, yourself."