Lavinia continued to hug Kane for nearly a minute, before the sound of a glass shattering somewhere in the back of the bar jolted her back into reality. Her head snapping off Kane's shoulder to look at the source of the disturbance, Lavinia continued to hold onto Kane subconsciously. When she couldn't find the source, she looked up at Kane, who stood a little taller than her, and gave him a small smile, a small blush on her cheeks.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
