[Cornelia and Oliver -- Beach]
[She shakes her head.]
I doubt that such a request would matter to you anyway. [Cornelia says that as if she is challenging him, even as the blush spreads and she leans back as well, stretching out and letting the jacket fall from her shoulders.
She's feeling a little warm now. Maybe she should put the wine down. Watching the liquid swirl within the protective round orb, she can tell that she's already feeling a little bit more than the buzz she wanted to allow when she chose to drink earlier. It probably would have helped if she had eaten a little more. She can no longer tell if the flush on her face is courtesy of Oliver's proximity or the half a glass of wine she just drank.]