Fiona instinctively pulled her hand back, very quickly at that, and shielded it behind her back as she smiled at her cousin and said, "It's alright, thanks for your concern."
A hint of confusion flashed through the woman's eyes as she let out an absentminded 'Oh', shaking her head a moment later and waving her hand dismissively. She indicated for Fiona to leave, but the middle-aged man gestured otherwise.
"Let me have a look at the list of rinks," he said with a hint of intrigue in his voice. He reached over for the clipboard and scoured through the list, his attention drawn to the spirit wine category.
"These three drinks are rather expensive. Also, it's my first time hearing these names, are they your bar's specialty?" He asked.
Fiona nodded her head and said, "These are the products of our bartender, and I haven't had the opportunity to test them for myself."
