Isobel gave Joanie a look at that, her lips pursing and her expression darkening just a bit. "Trenton isn't a bad guy," she said defensively before she leaned forward to talk to the bartender. "UV Blue and lemonade," she requested, giving the bartender a smile before leaning back and taking up the seat that had opened up beside her.
"But I know what you mean," she said once the bartender had left to get their drinks, fingers toying with a napkin on the bartop.