Pippa Montgomery will be the apple of your eye. (modishly) wrote in afreshrpg,
Pippa and Michelle
Pippa paused guiltily, the champagne bubbling against her lips. Shit, she thought as she quickly weighed the possibility of whoever it was believing that this was sparkling cider. She put on her most innocent face, took a deep breath, and turned around. When she saw Michelle, who was contemplating her cheesecake, Pippa sighed and took a sip. The tsk'ing wasn't directed at her at all, so there was no harm in enjoying the light tickling that came from the drink. After she'd swallowed slowly--no point giving herself hiccups--Pippa returned her gaze to Michelle.
"You look uncertain," she observed. "I love that dress, by the way. It's a great colour on you." Yes, Pippa switched gears that quickly and easily. She had a habit of throwing people off without meaning to do so because she often spoke several thoughts at once. "Are you having fun? This place is amazing, and these strawberries." She took a bite of the chocolate covered fruit followed by a sip of the champagne, and she smiled at she sweetness. "Don't tell anyone I'm drinking this?" She looked at the slightly older girl pleadingly.