
With a quick smile and nod, Aya was off again. She cast no more than a suspicious glance at the tin-can as she passed behind Momodi on her way to one of the liquor cabinets. Opening the door she withdrew a bottle of expensive whiskey, setting it on a tray along with several tumblers, and soon a bowl of peanuts.Â
For Warren only a few moments passed before she reappeared, tray resting upon her hand, and drinks soon served, including the empty, hopeful glasses, for his friends should they show.
"Just the best, as always, Warren, hmmm? Anything you'd like to get to eat?"
For Warren only a few moments passed before she reappeared, tray resting upon her hand, and drinks soon served, including the empty, hopeful glasses, for his friends should they show.
"Just the best, as always, Warren, hmmm? Anything you'd like to get to eat?"