“Mm,” Rose hummed in content satisfaction at the joking show Susan put on. Why not enjoy it when it was right there. She was soon laughing with her friend, just because she couldn’t help it.
Rose held out her hands and shook her head. “Why use Legilimency when all you have to do is mention it? Believe me, it’s stuck there now.” Sort of, because she wasn’t entirely certain she remembered exactly what it was she hadn’t been thinking about. Of course, Susan just kept up being her own perceptive self, and again earned herself a hand gesture to indicate that of course there was a something to what Rose was saying. “Not just stellar but hella patient and accepting too,” she agreed, “as well as either broad shoulders or amazing boobs, all depending on the gender, mind.” Really, Rose wasn’t picky. Not much, at least. But when you looked at her friends, could you really blame her? She didn’t think so. “Because it’s pretty!” She burst out indicating the bottle. “Or all the boring things like to show which region it’s from and the level of dedication to the preparation before the bottle is filled and it does add just a tiny bit to the taste. The family who makes this is the only place I buy it from, because they’re just…” making a circling with her thumb and middlefinger, Rose pressed a kiss to it as a seal of approval.