[ Grell's taken a drink of her own wine, before setting her glass down by her feet. In the spirit of things, she's going to prepare a cigar for herself, as well! While she does so, she crosses her ankles up on the balcony's railing. ]
Mn, you've figured be out. [ Shooting him a smirk, she shrugs. ] I'd have to agree, however; I'd much rather drag you down with me.
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Mn, you've figured be out. [ Shooting him a smirk, she shrugs. ] I'd have to agree, however; I'd much rather drag you down with me.