Dana & Valentin & Open
Dana looked at the drink Valentin put before her. It had a nice smell, but she wasn't tempted by the sweet or flavorful things that other students were. "What is it?" she asked him instead, because Dana wasn't going to refuse his offer. It would be rude. Her hands gently wrapped around the cup, and she brought it up to get a better sense of what it might be. It tickled her nose and smelled like . . . spice.
"Thank you," she said to his compliment. Dana spoke a little slower than usual, but given her mood, she was more in a sleepy daze. She blinked once and then twice before replying to his question, "I don't know what South Park is? Did she play there? Was it lovely?"