"Sure," gin was one of her favorites, even if she didn't get to indulge very often. She hadn't dared to even look sideways at the liquor cabinet here. The very last thing she wanted was to be viewed as taking advantage of the Greengrass' hospitality or that she was some sort of lush. Back home in Australia she enjoyed the pub every now and then, but here didn't think it appropriate.

"Something on your mind worth drinking over?" She asked nonchalantly. Of all of her cousins here, Noble seemed to be the most agreeable, though she was most fond of Clementine so far. Something about the young woman's spark made Greer smile. He didn't have to tell her, or maybe she was even reading into it too far, but she hadn't ever mastered having a filter once she was comfortable around people.