11-20-2014, 08:33 PM
Claire's expression quirked quizzical. She wasn't sure if Tony's strain had to do with how bad he looked or how much it would pain him to drink coffee. She brushed the thought off and sipped the coffee, and cringed. Actually, it was pretty bad. But like hell if she were admitting it to Tony.
The spell did its trick at least. The coffee burned her mouth as it passed her lips. Returning, she plopped into one of the side chairs and propped her feet on the table, cup nestled against her chest. Her feet ached from last night's high heels.
"Which friend is that?"
She blinked and swallowed the pain of the hot liquid. "Oh. That friend. Well yeah. Its not like she's a teacher. Just a chick."
Anyway, she rocked her head back against the cushions and wished one of their spells could conjure some pain-killers.
"What are you doing today? Any more treasure hunts with goth-boy?"
The spell did its trick at least. The coffee burned her mouth as it passed her lips. Returning, she plopped into one of the side chairs and propped her feet on the table, cup nestled against her chest. Her feet ached from last night's high heels.
"Which friend is that?"
She blinked and swallowed the pain of the hot liquid. "Oh. That friend. Well yeah. Its not like she's a teacher. Just a chick."
Anyway, she rocked her head back against the cushions and wished one of their spells could conjure some pain-killers.
"What are you doing today? Any more treasure hunts with goth-boy?"