"Diamonds?" Iris loved diamonds. She equated diamonds with power and security--and they were also very, very pretty. "You had a dress sewn with diamonds?" Iris hadn't been in any condition to notice the people passing the lobby, and she'd missed the beautiful sight of Katya's red glittering dress.
She tried to smile, but it didn't work as well as the alcohol would. She went through her cupboards, but she only came up with two glasses. She had two glasses and two mugs, one to use and one to wash. It said a lot about how she planned on living. She brought them back to the couch, skipped the champagne and went for the vodka first. "I definitely didn't get a dress."