"I hope you'll think about being kind to me as well!" She winked playfully and smiled brightly, making her way over to the table. "You know I do," Daphne said, mixing herself a margarita glass with relative ease. It was pretty well-known that she kept a stash of alcohol, especially tequila and champagne. Not so much of the Firewhiskey that Zacharias was fond of.
She took a sip of her margarita and hummed appreciatively, moving to sit down in a chair against the wall with her eyes closed. She felt relaxed for the first time in a long while.