Naea smiled at the now-hanging mirror and nodded. "Chances are if you had to hit the nail more than once, you hit a stud. You're money."
Tucking the hammer back into the toolbox, she smiled at the question of drink. She had a feeling that it was, indeed, the time to chitchat. "I'd love one, Kami. Whatcha got?" She stood upright with toolbox in hand. She was glad to have been useful today.