The fact she got to explain, show her knowledge and how to do it right just made her beam a smile at him. She liked him already. "It's an old way of producing many glasses, in stead of waiting forever." She tapped her finger on her chin and grinned, "I've just the thing, but hush."
She giggled and rose, moving to a nearby rack and picking out a bottle. It had been empty, but with her back to him it was easy to fill up with a brush of power. She returned and poured the water into the fountain. "My personal favorite, very hard to come by because of all the ridiculous restrictions. But it's worth it, the wormwood just makes it...magnifque."
A grin and she set the glasses down, putting the spoon and sugar down it and pouring the absinthe into the glasses. She let the water drip and leaned back, "oh. Here I am going on and on and you must be wondering if you've got the right girl." She laughed and extended her hand, "Absynia, Abby to my friends."