Hostess gifts were more than welcome, and a nicety that was hardly seen anymore. Musetta left her drink on the coffee table and was quickly meeting him halfway with a bright smile. It probably looked strange, as she teetered on her heels and shuffled over, but she did it with such a practiced ease that it didn't look too out of place.
"Let me help with that, please," she cooed, reaching to take at least one of the buckets.