[ If it were possible for the younger woman's smile to widen, it would certainly do so. As she slowly pours the cocktail into his glass, she watches the little fireworks and the tiny lightning bolts flash colours across their hands. One of her tentacles reaches for a second small glass, and she pours her portion in turn. ]

[ She holds her glass out to him in a toast, and when she speaks again, it's with warmth and appreciation in every word. ] To my new friend, and this new experience!

[ And then down goes her drink! ... Well, some of it. She gets about a quarter through before she starts giggling, like she's being tickled. ] Ooh, it's like that feeling you get when you're excited about something! All tingles and flutters!