*Meg tries her best to look even more innocent, if possible, suppressing her giggles*
Oh - so I don't merit friendly, sisterly treatment then? *She shakes her head in mock sadness* What a shame.
And of course I've had wine before! Just - er - not in very large quantities, like more than a glass. Well, a few sips.
One time.
But that counts!
*She laughs and takes another sip of wine, finishing the glass* Well, this place doesn't sound too terribly strange - can't be any worse than the Opera house, which certainly had several people who wouldn't have been considered people if they were held up to any standards at all - personality-wise, of course, but still. *She looks rather wistfully at the empty cup and sets it down at the table, a little unsteadily, then gives Mat a cheeky grin and an equally unsteady poke in the chest.* Anyways, who says I was asking only about you? What I really wanted to know is how long I can live off friendly people buying me things before I actually have to start earning something. I'm very good at looking waiflike and starving . . . *she demonstrates, managing to hold the pathetic, big-eyed pose for a few minutes before being unable to hold in her giggles any longer.*
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Oh - so I don't merit friendly, sisterly treatment then? *She shakes her head in mock sadness* What a shame.
And of course I've had wine before! Just - er - not in very large quantities, like more than a glass. Well, a few sips.
One time.
But that counts!
*She laughs and takes another sip of wine, finishing the glass* Well, this place doesn't sound too terribly strange - can't be any worse than the Opera house, which certainly had several people who wouldn't have been considered people if they were held up to any standards at all - personality-wise, of course, but still. *She looks rather wistfully at the empty cup and sets it down at the table, a little unsteadily, then gives Mat a cheeky grin and an equally unsteady poke in the chest.* Anyways, who says I was asking only about you? What I really wanted to know is how long I can live off friendly people buying me things before I actually have to start earning something. I'm very good at looking waiflike and starving . . . *she demonstrates, managing to hold the pathetic, big-eyed pose for a few minutes before being unable to hold in her giggles any longer.*
[OOC: And truer words were never sung.]