You're sweet, Miss Chloe. [It's still chipper and gently flirty, but there's much more genuine warmth in Saxsice's smile this time around. She can tell the difference between empty flattery and genuine kindness.]

Thanks. We're doin' pretty well for ourselves, not been closed down or gone bankrupt yet. I even got a little apartment above the bar. [Her expression gets dreamy, faraway, and she swirls the liquid in her glass.] It's a little too small these days, so I was thinkin' about findin' somewhere bigger. I mean, before... [She gestures at their surroundings.] All this.

Mmmm, my advice? [Saxsice tips up her glass, downing the last of the drink.] Definitely somethin' near as strong. Unless you're ready to wind down and go home, that is.