And that was why she adored him. He was flabbergasted by the fact that other people didn't treat her like he did. "Well, I'm not a proper lady. My Mama always told me that it'd be like that." She murmured, her head ducking slightly as he spoke to her. She was blushing. Was it the liquor? She never blushed.
The trek wasn't too bad. She'd never thought it was long, but she made it so many times a night. She waited for Rémy to answer and she gave him a brilliant smile, nodding as she squeezed his hand and led him towards the door. Reaching up into a little hanging cherub, she fished out a key and unlocked her door, leading him inside.
"Make yourself at home, okay? I'll find us a little drink." It was a nicely appointed trailer, a little old, but with enough space to move around. She made her way back towards the little kitchenette space, to find the bottle she'd promised him.