Oh yay. A bar. [The driest of tones. Someone misses the castle where champagne at parties is not hard to come by and it isn't illegal for her to buy cigarettes, okay. But, lo and behold, if it isn't a 15 foot Russian bear walking in. (Spot 14, but seriously, he is huge.) Besides, if she can't flirt her way to a drink then kill her right then and there.
But don't.
She follows, somewhat impatiently, and instead of waiting for Eric to say something, like a plan, marches right up to Dimitri -- he is in the rear, okay, he's closest, and lets be frank, Lila doesn't give a shit about 99.8% of people, so whatever to the rest of the world -- and clears her throat loudly, twirling a strand of hair absently around her gloved fingers. Attend to her, peasants. ]
Buy me a drink, Belikov? Call if proof of life. [Yeah, she caught that last part. (Listen 19)]
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But don't.
She follows, somewhat impatiently, and instead of waiting for Eric to say something, like a plan, marches right up to Dimitri -- he is in the rear, okay, he's closest, and lets be frank, Lila doesn't give a shit about 99.8% of people, so whatever to the rest of the world -- and clears her throat loudly, twirling a strand of hair absently around her gloved fingers. Attend to her, peasants. ]
Buy me a drink, Belikov? Call if proof of life. [Yeah, she caught that last part. (Listen 19)]