All of these subtle touches were a language of sorts. They let you know where the lines were, inviting you to cross them or hold you where you were. Justine liked what Ruby was saying without using her words. She really was quite lovely.
She smiled as she touched her glass to Ruby's and chuckled. "Every chance we get." Which for Justine meant she was on the job, so to speak.
She took a drink then moved a half step closer to Ruby as she placed her glass back on the bar. "May there be many more of such times."