[ Betina likes guests. Guests means being able to entertain, to pour over the contents of her rather impressive wine cellar and mull over which bottle (vintage, stamp, year) will best suit the visitor in question. Their mood, her mood, something tannic or peaty or lush to smooth conversation along — it's a bit of delightful alchemy, really.
In the end she chooses a white, something floral and bright to combat the rain that spatters against the wide panorama of windows that wrap along one side of her apartment. Her heels click across the hardwood floors as she goes searching for a corkscrew. ]
I imagine trying to flag a ride in this weather was awful, [ she says conversationally. ]
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In the end she chooses a white, something floral and bright to combat the rain that spatters against the wide panorama of windows that wrap along one side of her apartment. Her heels click across the hardwood floors as she goes searching for a corkscrew. ]
I imagine trying to flag a ride in this weather was awful, [ she says conversationally. ]