Huh. That was a weird thing to say right off the bat, Lottie thought. And she'd come back to that in a bit, since it seemed like one of those deeper conversation things that Kratos had alluded to. They were still in the getting-to-know you part.
Which sounded like it was going to be a bit of fun. Before she even took a drink of the beer, she grinned, "Oh I bet we do, since we do seem to know some of the same people. I've heard your name several times before now, not in a bad way at all, I promise, everybody I've talked to really likes you. Dio raves about you, which y'know, Dio, raves, so I took it with a grain of salt, but still. Oh, and speaking of Dio and, uh, things, I can hold my breath underwater a long, long, long time."
As evidenced by that one time in the hot tub at an orgy. That might not be the story she wanted to lead off with though. In order to stall for time to find a better way to compare friend circles, Philotes finally took a sip of her beer.
Then another.
Then a long swallow.
This was followed by a pleased moan that ended with, "Whoa, baby."