[That satisfies her into a smile. After everything, sometimes she doubts that he still knows her, and was bracing for the offense of him checking his wallet. When it doesn't happen, she offers him the beer.]
[He accepted the beer almost without thinking, popping open the tab as he moved to find a spot to sit down. Preferably somewhere he could lean his back against support.]
[She follows, smoothing her dress down so she can sit next to him. Getting things dirty has never been a particular concern for her, not even the few nice things she owns.
Nudging him with her elbow, she smirks, recalling one of their early escapades.]
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All in all, not bad, B.
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That's pretty high praise coming from you.
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Nudging him with her elbow, she smirks, recalling one of their early escapades.]
I can be nice.