[Smart man, that Favaro. Amira gives him a wide smile before she takes the entire basket without even a proper "thank you" and starts to inhale it.
Once she's partway through, though, she takes a glance at the bottle left for her and then back to him. She grabs it and uncorks it with her teeth (because it's faster), pausing to ask him a question before she takes a swig.]
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Once she's partway through, though, she takes a glance at the bottle left for her and then back to him. She grabs it and uncorks it with her teeth (because it's faster), pausing to ask him a question before she takes a swig.]
Fava. You're okay, aren't you?
[Very Specific Questions with our pal, Amira.]