Tessa and Vanessa
"Thank you for saying so. I can only hope some of our enthusiasm seeps into the customers who seem to have been brought here against their will," Tessa grinned and nodded over to a teenaged boy sat on a chair in the corner with his arms crossed and a frown on his face. He'd obviously been dragged down to the shop so his mother could enjoy the evening. She'd seen Myrcella checking on him throughout the evening and she hoped she could change his mind about enjoying himself here.
"Then let me get you something, what would you like? We have champagne, orange juice, chilled water, teas and coffees," Tessa offered, moving the short distance to the drinks table so she could serve Vanessa when she decided.