She couldn't help but grin back at him. "I can even bring my own nightgown tonight; I have a few spares here." Typically, Brigid slept in cotton sleeveless slips. However, she'd been getting accustom using his shirts for bedtime.
One of the servers who was dressed as Red Riding Hood crossed over to the bar and read off a list of drinks. "Can you slice up a few limes?" she asked, sliding a small cutting board with a paring knife along with a few pieces of fruit as she drinking added liquor and juices for the order.