"You know very well that money isn't an issue, Darren. Keep yours for your 'girlfriend'." She didn't bother to restrain her snort at the words, opting instead to pour them both a rather large glass of firewhisky. She levitated one glass over to Darren with an arched brow, absently fishing the last of her opal out of her purse. She followed the levitating tumbler until she was in front of Darren and then dangled said vial in front of the man's eyes.
"And yes, I know that you're too 'careful' with your clients to keep any on your person." Admittedly, it was a smart move. She didn't bring her stash to work for similar reasons. Lydia drew the vial back and moved to uncap it, tilting her head to the side as if she were thinking hard about a very difficult decision.
"Now, the question remains ... should I give you the rest of this? It was such a potent batch, I don't know if you could handle it."
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