Re: Harrison & Etta
She glanced over at the bar they were up against. "Beer? Cocktail? Shots? Something else?" she asked. She drank most things, but a club really wasn't the place for anything that took to long unless it came in the kind of bottle you could carry around.
Sticking a hand into the tiny gold-trimmed bag she was carrying she retrieved her purse. The beauty of extension charms was the ability to carry a tiny-looking bag and still have space for your money, wand, phone, make up and probably a few other things if you packed carefully. She started to sway slightly to the music, keeping herself pressed up against Harrison. It was a tease to him of things to hopefully come, and a way to start building tension in her own body.