[ Her eyebrows go up at the first bit. Is Armand dating one of the under-eighteens? No, wait, under-twenty-ones? She supposes that there comes a time after you've turned two hundred or so where a seventeen-year-old and a thirty-four-year-old don't seem that different, especially if you look like a teenager yourself, so ... she hopes he's being careful with his date, is all. ]
If you'd like to enjoy a glass of bubbly with me, I'd be happy to oblige. [ She gives him a peck on the cheek and disentangles herself to start towards the bar, if he'll come with. ]
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If you'd like to enjoy a glass of bubbly with me, I'd be happy to oblige. [ She gives him a peck on the cheek and disentangles herself to start towards the bar, if he'll come with. ]