Lily followed Etta's eyes across the dance floor. The guy was cute, but Eliza didn't seem to think so. The redhead seemed to relax when Etta offered to focus on the issue. "I appreciate it, really but I think distractions are in order."
The thoughts were still so new that Lily didn't even know what she was really saying. "It's just frustrating." She sighed. She'd had no problem before he'd told her not to.
She walked away from the dance floor and back towards the bar. It seemed an easier area to control. "Drinks?" She didn't know if Etta had a particular go to, and whiskey would just make Lily more depressed than she already was.