[ better to be a fly to the sweet scent of blood then chardonnay. She doesn't really care for wine. ]
Fine. But don't forget. [ she gives Anri a slow, sliding look before she laughs, dismissing Yuri and his little "talk" with a swish of her hair as she walks away. Say all he wants. If she really wanted Anri, there was nothing he could do to stop her. ]