Unfortunately passive aggressive was almost the only type of aggressiveness that Ona knew. Perhaps Jules wouldn't have been so offended if he truly knew how little Ona thought of herself. The standard that she held him to was certainly not that critical in comparison. She blinked mindlessly at the drink... it was an empty question, met with an empty answer. [color=bc8dbf]"It's a bit strong... but they usually are when you make them."[/color]

She looked up and smiled politely, picking up the glass and taking another sip so minuscule that the level in the glass didn't even seem to lower. She set it back down, taking a deep almost sighed breath as she slid her heeled feet back to the floor, being careful to balance on them before putting her weight down. [color=bc8dbf]"Thank you for the drink... I really should get to the office though. I've got a lot of files to go through and get organized before tomorrow."[/color] Her head bobbed slightly, silently agreeing with herself that the answer to all awkwardness was to drown herself in work. [color=bc8dbf]"You should get some rest. You've had a long flight."[/color]

Regardless of the tension in the room, her face was soft and calm smiling outwardly to him. Any interaction gone wrong was always nothing more than a way for Ona to work on improving herself for next time. He needed rest, she needed to distract herself with work... everything would be normal tomorrow. That's how it worked for her. She picked up her keys and attempted to nonchalantly run her hands down her hips to ensure that her outfit laid back out smoothly after having been seated.