"Anyway I bet this stuff tastes a hell of a lot better than your Corsair garbage."
Aeyrn rested her chin against the table, practically stretched out as she watched her glass being filled by the cider, and then by the cognac. At this point a soft smirk crossed her lips as she slowly leaned back, sitting up and dragging the glass towards her across the table.
"Probably does." She stated, having lifted the glass up to examine the liquid contents, lowering the glass just a bit and looking directly at the woman. Aeyrn's expression carried a soft reassuring smile, as the glass hovered close to her mouth, "So... how're you finding everything here?"