H-201: Captree, Platters on The Esplanade
“It does, doesn’t it.”
She gestures to the carafe of wine on the table, “refill, and a toast to our new arrangement?”
If Lia accepts the offer Raina will pour Lia’s drink herself into one of a small stand of clean wine glasses off to one side of the table.
“Zargonian rosé, this one, small batch import. Young and fresh.”
(If she doesn’t accept, she’ll get the vinous commentary as an enticing invitation instead.)
She will accept, more for form than desire. Her gut tells her she doesn’t want to get drunk with this woman.
She does, however, enjoy wine.