In the brief pause that followed her mostly non-answer about which direction her life would be heading in the immediate future Hailey let her eyes drop and took a deep introspective look into her drink. The original brilliant green of it’s contents gently watered down to softer hue as it reached the midpoint of her glass. Bringing with it the age old question of if it was half empty or half full? Both hands lifting to curl around its smooth surface, fingertips idling through the condensation as her thoughts drifted, Hailey was almost certain that she’d read an article in Cosmo once about this. About how the answer to that one question really revealed more than just whether you’d be ordering another drink sooner or later.
It was really a question of how you saw the world. Was it half full? Your life still filled with much to be desired, but not without the promise for a better future or recognizing the good things you still still had. Or was it half empty? Your life filled with more emptiness than actual substance or the potential for anything better than what you had, which was always temporary and could never be counted on. Looking at her drink now she couldn’t really say which way she was leaning these days, but she did have an opinion that it was too good to leave just sitting there. Her lips catching the straw and taking in two more generous sips before Annie’s question pulled her interest. An eyebrow quirking up as her happily liquor drenched thoughts took some time trying to connection the question to what they’d been talking about.
“You mean outside of the party scene and my best Coyote Ugly impersonation?” she replied with a little smirk before trying to give a more helpful answer. “The bars overseas were kind of shit at making this kind of stuff so I had to learn a few things to survive.”