Ginny had a satisfied expression cross her face when he kissed her on the cheek. Oliver really was always sweet, or he was to her anyways. She beamed at him when he said she looked nice. She hadn't been hearing that from many people lately.
Lifting her wine to her lips once again, she took a long swig before setting down the empty glass and waving to the bartender for another. She sighed loudly, directing her attention straight to Oliver's gaze. "You're right. I'm totally sick of it. I'm doing just wonderful!"