Sasha gazed at the drawing. She wasn't comfortable explaining how it made her uncomfortable. Instead she wrote. "thank you. It's very lovely!" which wasn't a lie. At the second question she laughed and said, "I'm glad yours is good buy I'm still nervous about the straw."
She pushed the straw through the mouth hole of the costume much easier than she thought she could. Things like this often turned into clumsy momets for her. She leaned her head forward a bit to make sure her mouth would reach the straw and then leaned even more forward to stick the straw in the glass. She sucked in some soda and then laughed. The straw jiggled at her movement, kinda stuck in the hole.
"oh this is ridiculous!" she wrote, but in better spirits.