Jo chuckled. The tension in the room was still there, still rippling beneath the surface as though a strong current might bring it all back to the forefront of their thoughts. It was just easier to ignore with him acting so normal. Perhaps they could still be friends after this, perhaps Zelda would one day understand. "One way of avoidance," she answered before reaching for her own glass to pour her drink into.

"It's my favorite. Tried it once somewhere south of the States, best drink I ever had." She shrugged. The locals suggested mixing it with a blend of coconut milk and some other flavor she couldn't quite remember. Had Jo had it her way she never would've drank anything else. "It's expensive here, though. The import cost and all. So I drink whatever's available usually."