"Of..of course." Juhi nodded, a little more firmly than she sounded. What was she getting nervous about, really? But she didn't mind when Pyrrhus pulled her a little closer. She'd come on this cruise to find what she was missing out on, right? No time like the present to figure that out. Her husband had never been able to read her quite right: he'd been romantic when she wanted rough, and when she wanted gentle he was overbearingly so. They strode into the Cult and Juhi walked over to the bar with Pyrrhus, taking a seat and smoothing her dress down her leg. Flashing a little leg was okay, baring the whole thing wasn't for everyone to see.
"Thank you," Juhi said to the offer of a drink, beaming. It was nice to be appreciated and not blatantly hit on. "Kamikazi, please." Nothing like a warm tummy to start off the night right. Juhi could hold her liquor quite well, and being on the skinny side it wasn't too hard for her to get a buzz. It had been forever since she'd went out by herself or with friends, she'd only been out with coworkers lately, and she found herself holding back around them for fear she would let something spill they could use against her later at work.