She sipped her mint julep. Unlike Dylan she liked sweet drinks, often times preferring them. Then again, she wasn't at all picky about what type of alcohol was in her hand. She also favored firewhiskey when it was about.
"I'll keep that in mind." Dominique had never really watched the Bond movies for serious plot and never even thought of picking up the books, but perhaps she would, just for the hell of it.
She bit her lip. Her father had asked her that same question, or almost the same question, earlier that night and had easily figured out that she was lying to him. Dominique didn't know if Dylan had the same ability or not. "Working, reading. My uncle and my great-uncle being back are throwing the family into a chaos of sorts, though I suppose an outsider wouldn't be able to tell either way."