"Lay away!" Daisy declared, giggling at herself, and she took a sip of her drink. "Well, let's order, then you can dish." She paused at Ileana's brief explanation and she frowned before snorting dismissively.
"You seem pretty mature," Daisy offered sincerely. "I mean, you're not underage, are you?" Suddenly, she's nervous she's just served alcohol to a minor and Daisy bit her lip nervously.