After constantly talking to the persistent idiots who kept approaching them, Dixie felt her throat was slightly parched. Only then did she remember that Emilia also hadn't had any water or juice for a while, either.
"Wait here, Princess, I'll get you something real quick!"
Emilia shook her head. "No need, look…"
And as she pointed out, a waiter approached them with a tray full of an assortment of drinks. Of course, before Emilia could even think of what she wanted to have, Dixie had already snatched two glasses of orange juice and shooed the perplexed waiter away.
'Does she think I'll pick the wine if she didn't do that?'
While Emilia was amused, Dixie felt slightly embarrassed.
"H-He was looking at you weird, okay, that's why I did that!"
Of course, Emilia didn't believe it. The poor waiter was doing his job diligently, with his eyes constantly trained on the guests to meet their needs. He probably deserved a tip, not slander.
