The Selkie wrote:I looked at Chris for a moment, as if he had said, that the sky was green, 'From the shop, of course' on my lips.
That expression very soon morphed into one, which was quite... wondering.
"You know...", I said, "...that is a very good question."
I didn't bring anything with me, both due to space in my baggage and due to me not knowing the laws concerning that in my stopovers, not wanting to get into any trouble here as well.
I also got his point: Sharing drinking songs while drinking tea was no fun.
"We'll have to ask later.", I said and motioned to our two tour guides. "I can't imagine, that the people here are completely dry, though. And if they do..." I shrugged, a mischievous glint in my eyes. "...we'll have to make do with tea."
Chris quite did notice the short moment Cel was wondering about his question - she had looked at him like a broken car. Then he felt as if she could read his minds. This was neither Lillorainen, nor the Free Lands, after all. And nobody in charge had ever bothered clarifying these issues in advance.
"Asking certainly can't harm" - he said. "And in worst case, we still got our tea party. Whatever sort of songs we're gonna sing then."
He suddenly got startled.
Apparently the mic was working.