After clinking her glass against his, Cerise took a small sip, enjoying the drink for a moment before she set her glass down. "Work is alright, I suppose. Last week they 'ad me focused on seeing ze future for several days in a row, until my head ached so much I could not stand it. I think they 'ave taken pity on me since-" With a smirk, she added, "Or I suppose it could have been due to met getting a little... 'ow do they say, 'shirty?' with them, but I 'ave been working in the 'all of Prophecy these past few days. A bit boring at times, but much easier on my mind." After another delicate sip of her drink, she asked, "And 'ow about you?"