[color=f49ac2]“I would have liked you anyway. Servant or not.”[/color] Sure, the fact he was a Prince was nice, staying in such an incredible home was phenomenal and again something she couldn’t deny she had enjoyed but it was nice to have someone that felt invested in her. [color=f49ac2]“Who knows… I could be a servant, but I’d like to think that you’d still like me. Although I don’t know how your father would react if I was to tell him I was servant.”[/color] It was playing on her mind, the fact that she could be lower class or even worse this Scourge that they kept mentioning. Would he think of her any less if she wasn’t high standing? His father certainly would. It did concern her but again she though it best not to air those thoughts to him, she didn’t want to bring them down. 

[color=f49ac2]“That’s a good point, I don’t know how old I am.”[/color] Iris laughed to herself when he teased if she was of age. When is my birthday? Frowning slightly as she tried to remember a key piece of information about herself, but it only frustrated her more. Things like this she should know, and she was frustrated to no end over it. [color=f49ac2]“You could be right, perhaps I preferred red wine.”[/color] Shrugging she didn’t know but again there was a lot she was finding out about herself; she was just waiting for the big thing that would unlock it all. 

Smiling as she looked over at the bartender greeting the Prince she listened to his order, it sounded strong, but she couldn’t blame him. After that dinner it was no surprise, even she wanted something stronger and she didn’t think she was quite the drinker. However, she would make an exception this evening, it would be rude not too. 

[color=f49ac2]“Oh!...”[/color] Glancing around slightly when she realised, he was addressing her she flustered a little at being called Madam, she hadn’t really expected it but she guessed it was polite and she was being silly. [color=f49ac2]“Ah… well em… you see.” [/color]

Looking over at Cas she felt relieved when he had given her some options to choose from, well an idea on at least of trying some out to see what she liked. [color=f49ac2]“I’d like that. If that’s okay with you Martin?”[/color] Smiling up at the bartender she didn’t want to cause him too much trouble but having a few small samplers would probably be best. [color=f49ac2]“Maybe I’ll find what I like with the samples! It could bring something back for me to remember?”[/color] She sounded hopeful but it was all she had, to be hopeful and not let herself get upset over this. 

[color=f49ac2]“This is pretty awesome; I take it you don’t get many visitors.”[/color] She had seen the way the bartender had looked curiously over their entrance, she could only assume no one really came here anymore. It was amazing and she couldn’t believe she was getting to experience it, [color=f49ac2]“So… tomorrow is going to be great!”[/color] She was very excited to go exploring the city with him and then meet his friends, she was certainly in high spirits over it but that was because she hoped it would help regain her memories.