's touch wasn't always hard to find, but under all that Christian it had been a bit tricky. "Ah I see." She released him and waved him along to the center of the cafe.
"Sit belle, sit." Smiling she started the fountain and stole a sugar cube for herself. "If you are
maman
's friend you are mine and we shall treat you well." Well enough to get him back, either way. She loved her mother, but she'd still compete with the stronger goddess.
She sat and poured the absinthe into the glasses, before letting the water fountain do it's job. "I am Absinthe. Abby, if you like. And you are my first Christian." Smiling she leaned back into the chair, "well not my first. The first that doesn't smell of sulfur anyway."