Amaya watched as the person next to her drew an odd assortment of drawings. She was quickly able to decipher the two words, but had a bit of trouble interpreting them. A ton of ashes? What did it mean? Was it a threat? No, the blond in front of her was smiling too eagerly for that. Mmm. Ash. Ton. Oh, was is the result of ashes under extreme pressure? However, the green eyed girl could not remember what that resulted in. It wasn't diamonds, that was coal. Was it some kind of trick question? Was this some sort of game this person play with people? 

A small headache started to form in Amaya's head, so she began to focus on what she did know and could understand. The human being holding the boogie board began gesturing to her empty glass and the bartender with a questioning look. That could only mean two things. A) they wanted to know if that was the bartender who had made her drink or B) they were offering her a drink. Well, A) is a yes, and B) should be a no, but if it's free, she can't exactly turn it down. Besides it would be kinda rude to turn down the offer anyways. She could probably handle another drink, right? She had probably mistaken the circumstances that got her drunk last time, and beside she probably had more in her stomach than last time as well. If not, well then, at least Rachel will take care of her. Right? Well, then again, as much as Rachel is her best friend, she's not very reliable. Well, everything will work out in the end anyways so why not?

“Uh, yes,” Amaya said basically answering for both answers. It had come out slow and uncertain. She hoped the blond in front of her understood that she was referencing the second part of their interaction and not the first. This was kinda awkward. How is Rachel able to socialize so much? The world may never know.

[@Silver Fox]