Maeve Sheridan knows she's better than you. (few_and_far) wrote in wished,
Lifting an eyebrow, Maeve pulled her wallet back out and passed it to Delaney. "They have ways of making them unique," she explained. "The colours, the watermark you see when you tilt it, and they change the designs. It happens but not rampantly."
Maeve glanced at Delaney but didn't say anything until she'd walked out of the restaurant and into the fresh air outside. She took a deep breath and felt her head spin slightly, the sudden movement of walking outside of sitting and drinking all night catching up to her and making her sway slightly.