Orik sat in the tavern, sipping on strong liquid. Jada was sitting on his lap. He had also gotten her a glass of the strong liquid, hoping that Carrie and Zack didn't get angry that he had given it to her, considering they felt she was 'underage.' When she tasted it, she laughed, saying it was a stronger version of beer, calling it alcohol.
An hour had passed when Vernisa and Julian arrived. Orik raised a hand, ushering them over to their table. Vernisa paused a moment, looking at Jada, her face draining of color before conceding and heading over. She had to deal with the situation sooner or later. Her own mate and this Jada knew each other.
Julian pulled a chair out for Vernisa, helping her to sit as the server headed to the table to take their order.
Jada studied Vernisa for a few moments; her nose flared. "You shouldn't drink this stuff right now," she advised Vernisa. Pointing to her drink, then took another sip herself.
