Daphne looked up from the liquor bottles as Miles came over, his hand sliding over the smooth fabric on her hip. She tucked a bit of hair behind one ear as he began to whisper to her.
"You always did have good taste," she responded, grinning at him. She had never actually tended in a bar before, but she'd worked at a club long enough to know what went into what drinks. Pouring them couldn't be all that difficult.
Daphne chuckled at his comment. "Only if I don't hex them first," she said, winking at him. "Although having a knight in shining armor is always nice."