PAN ♡ gavin fielding (pantastic) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
Pleased at the sight of the glass, Iambe gave her a cheery wink, reaching into her small clutch bag for a bill. She didn't trust herself to keep a tab; glasses could pile up so easily, and before you knew it, you could run out of money. Best to keep on track of what she was ordering, as she'd only brought so much cash.
Maybe the strange connection she felt came from recognition of Ekho from somewhere. Where, she had no idea, but there had to be some reason. And she definitely wasn't an avid player for the other team -- though, really, she had to admit she was quite pretty -- so whatever it was, it had to be explainable. Somehow.
Iambe held the bill over the counter, locking eyes with Ekho once again and offering a smile.