She wouldn't have been surprised by his surprise. Most people didn't realize the depth of the Laurent's multi layered relationship. She just had gotten past the point of caring until recently. Recently she saw red when she thought of him with anyone other than her.
Even if Lukas was adept at reading lips, Honey wasn't. It took her a moment to realize what he had mouthed and to what he was referring. In the end it made more sense to bring the bottle rather than the T-Rex glass.
It looks like he knew a place after all. Unfortunately she wasn't sure it would be much better than his clutter filled apartment.
She pushed off from where she was leaning with a listless nudge of her shoulder, set down the glass gently with the other 20 or so glasses waiting to get scrubbed and fluffed up her hair with a flap of her hand. Smoothing her puffy skirt (while also wiping any dust residue off with a subtle, discreet gesture) she nodded at him with a light in her eyes. Honey Skye was ready.
"Let's do this then." She adjusted the strap of her purse and started walking toward him with a smush of her lips to revitalize her lipstick...of course.