( straightforward, to the point; it's perhaps not exactly the most well thought-out concept of daisy's espionage career, considering she's got zero idea what the range of pricing is on another planet, but she's sticking with it. might as well, right? backing down certainly won't win her any favors, and it'll likely error out her attempts to settle her bet fair and square.
so, no dice to hedging out now. she'll just have to keep her game face on, a wicked smile offered freely in his direction as she reaches out to cup his glass between thumb and forefinger. he doesn't protest, surprisingly, and so daisy finds it easy to tug it away, pulling it to her own mouth to take a considering sip. (result: it's not terrible. a little hoppy for her tastes, but fitz had shitty taste in beer too, so she can't be too shocked that this pond-hopper does as well.)
to his question, though, she follows up with one of her own: ) Well? Do you want the drink or not?
xoxo.
( straightforward, to the point; it's perhaps not exactly the most well thought-out concept of daisy's espionage career, considering she's got zero idea what the range of pricing is on another planet, but she's sticking with it. might as well, right? backing down certainly won't win her any favors, and it'll likely error out her attempts to settle her bet fair and square.
so, no dice to hedging out now. she'll just have to keep her game face on, a wicked smile offered freely in his direction as she reaches out to cup his glass between thumb and forefinger. he doesn't protest, surprisingly, and so daisy finds it easy to tug it away, pulling it to her own mouth to take a considering sip. (result: it's not terrible. a little hoppy for her tastes, but fitz had shitty taste in beer too, so she can't be too shocked that this pond-hopper does as well.)
to his question, though, she follows up with one of her own: ) Well? Do you want the drink or not?