Demelza raised a hand at the bartender as well. Might as well get rip roaring drunk to celebrate her current situation.
"And then what? I need all the information," Demelza said curtly, downing some of her drink. "You know. So I can put out a hit on him, and all." She smirked.
A wave of guilt for backing Daph into a corner and making her admit it rushed over Demelza. She laid a hand on her friend's forearm, her forehead crinkling. "I know. I know, darling. But this will work out. I mean, it has to. Somehow. And I'm your sister, and I'm sticking with you through this whole thing. You know that."