Re: Abigail || Mischa
Mischa graciously smiles, tipping her glass against Abigail's, and then sips her champagne with the measure of her thoughts.
"Magnifique," she cheerfully bubbles, awkwardness momentarily forgotten. She was overjoyed Hannibal and Abigail were going to visit the Lecters' second home. "You will adore Paris. Shame I sold my house, you both could have stayed there. But Abigail, you must promise you will make Hannibal take you out of the city. Paris is beautiful, but the countryside has hidden treasures to be savored."