Ilinca smiled at him, hooking her feet over the second rung on her stool. "Hmm...probably 4 inches?" she guessed. "The highest I usually go is six, after that, it almost becomes unnecessary. And of course, the ache lasts longer. Though it does have that added benefit of allowing me to look people in the eye. Well. Some people." She laughed into her water glass.
She watched as he layered the shot, building the colors in the glass until they were indeed a proper rainbow. "What a coincidence, mine too," she told him. "It looks good on so many people, and gives you a regal air. Quite a good shade."
"За твое здраве," she said, raising the shot, and tipping it down her throat. It tasted very fruity and sweet, and while she'd usually drink something drier, she couldn't deny it was quite refreshing. "You should make it into a cocktail," she told him. "I could see this being quite popular with the women, it's very good."