Re: Pandora and Wayne
She gave him a bigger smile. "And what about you, before I dance with you, tell me your story. And I'm not terribly gullible, but you can pretend I am anyway."
Dora sipped at her new drink when it came. Tasty, indeed, though not with the same burn as the whiskey. Probably best that way, she mused, and sweeter tasting like this. "Hm. I don't know that I'm blasted off the tree, honestly. No one's bothered to tell me, you see. But yes. Disowning does happen." And why was she talking about it to a stranger, she didn't know, she never talked about it to anyone, not even Mils. She might with Tristan but... just.
Eh. She'd blame it on the alcohol. She took a large swallow of her drink just to make sure she had a good excuse.