"Thanks," Bellatrix said as she took the new glass from her husband and sipped from it. Normally she didn't drink Tequilla, having never cared for the taste, but knowing that it took less of the stuff to relax her made it all the more worth it. She took another sip before smirking at him.
"By all means, the brat is yours tomorrow then. I've got a dinner date with daddy anyway." Bellatrix said with a slight nod. If Rodolphus wanted the brat, it was all his. While she knew he wanted one of his own, Bellatrix couldn't bring herself to ever want to be a mother.