Perfectly fine. :)

Date: 2013-10-06 03:45 am (UTC)
asthedrivensnow: (uh-oh)
She wonders where he'd go, given the chance - would it be Italy, as he'd mentioned? Or perhaps somewhere with a more tropical clime... Narcissa is quite sure she's asked that out loud, but when he doesn't respond, she realises she's only thought about it.

And that's odd, really.

She has another mouthful of her whiskey mix, and rests her forehead against the window. It's cool, almost cold, when compared to the way her body is heating from the Firewhiskey.

"Maybe... maybe here. In the window." She tucks one bare foot behind the other, the angle displaying her lovely ankle and calf, before her legs disappear under the full green dress. "Unless you've anything else in mind?"

Her head feels a little floaty, and she thinks... "I might be drunk. Rabbie, what's in this?"
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