“Thank you,” she gave him a small smile before taking the seat next to the young man. Nikita wasn’t the type that used drinking as a way to deal with her issues, but this was a rare occurrence. Normally, her way of dealing with issues was working it out until her body was sore or she felt better. A glass of wine was normally just a form of relaxing after a long day, which yes, she could say she was relaxing, but she also knew this was needed to take her mind off everything.
At least talking to someone would keep her mind off the whole kid ordeal. Nikita prefered anything to thinking about that if she was given the option, which right now she had that choice.
“Just a glass of wine and yourself?” Nikita asked before holding out her hand to the young man, “I’m Nikita and you are?”