"So generous." Sara joked, her dry and sarcastic sense of humor showing.
Sara chuckled in her throaty way as Daphne joked. "I think my mother would love you. You're classy and proper adn fit right in." she grinned, noting the unspoken irony.
"You take care of me, in a weird sense." Sara began as she watched Daphne tease her fingers. "You let me be me too, and you don't mind if I get a little aggressive and take out some of my frustrations out when we shag."
Smirking as she knew that Daphne was well aware that she was making things difficult, Sara let her keep holding her hand as she reached over with her left hand to move the wine glass and get teh bottle and carefully poured another glass before sliding it back to Daphne.
"Oh, bad girl's get theirs, for sure." She grinned. Then there was a knock on the door and Sara got it. It was the room service with a nice array of very fine cheeses and ripe fruit with a bit of chocolate to dip the fruit in. The waiter brought it in and set it on the table before he left the two girls alone again and Sara sat back down.