02-25-2020, 08:45 PM
Arena's smile became genuine at French accent. In their years growing up and traveling from place to place, France was one of the few she had liked. She'd often wondered why daia and dadus had settled here in Moscow. Paris would have been so much nicer. She did admit that the men were beautiful as well, casual style still elegant, faded jeans and button down with a sports coat, scruffy face that had not seen a blade in a day or two.
The man seemed to exude that confidence. She smiled at him. "But of course. Thank you.", swirled her drink with her straw. "I am Rena and this is Lyra." She nudged her friend who seemed to be more into the show at the other table. Inwardly, she cringed. While she might like talking to him, she didn't want to be abandoned by her partner in crime. Not this early in the game.
She put out a hand. "And you are?"
The man seemed to exude that confidence. She smiled at him. "But of course. Thank you.", swirled her drink with her straw. "I am Rena and this is Lyra." She nudged her friend who seemed to be more into the show at the other table. Inwardly, she cringed. While she might like talking to him, she didn't want to be abandoned by her partner in crime. Not this early in the game.
She put out a hand. "And you are?"