Elle chuckles in amusement at this interesting reaction from the sweet little mermaid. "Very well, sweetling," she said cheerfully, before turning her business advance on Flounder, "It doesn't have to be wine yu know. Could be veggie or fruits. Maybe...strawberries?" she winked at the blue haired young man and chuckled. Her wide innocent dollish eyes slid slightly over the merman's should to the ever irritating prince. Those warm doe eyes turned cold and as hard as amber. Since when did princey speak in foreign languages beside something stuck up sounding, like French or whatever. But all she did was raise a brow and ignore it. Elle was just annoyed by him. That's all it was. Annoyance.