Wow, he had definitely had a bad day, unless of course everyday was a bad day. "In a very short six months I've learned you have to enjoy everything while it lasts. Things can go from good to very bad at the snap of a finger. Or a push of a button." She wasn't melancholy, she was to the point, it was a philosophy that got her through being here. Either you looked to the bright side, or you didn't. She was one that tried to as often as possible.
She pulled a small pocket knife from the front coin pocket of her jeans, popping the blade free she ran the sharp edge around the foil seal, cutting it neatly. As the blade split the seal at the very end, she managed to slide the blade over the pad of her thumb, breaking the skin. A light hiss was uttered from her lips, yet she didn't let the cut pause her actions. Holding the injured digit away from the bottle, the top was twisted and wiggled until it popped free.
His glass was poured first, which was a little difficult, then she poured her own. Only when the deal was done did she reach for a cocktail napkin to stanched the bleeding. "Graceful as a blind goose in a hail storm..."She muttered to herself, she had managed to keep the blood from getting on either glass. "Sorry..." A little smile was offered in way of apology as well. She didn't know if he was affected by it or not, but she'd had enough scrapes scratches and bruises in her life for it not to bug her.