"Maybe start with 5 and go from there?" Kitty suggested with a warm laugh. "I pour pretty strong. A hangover might be a small price to pay for forgetting this place--" She literally pirouetted, arms spread in demonstration, the combination of the caffeine, finally ending her celibacy, and how hot this new woman was making her effervescent, and then laughed again as she came off pointe. "But you'll still regret it in the morning."

She gestured toward the bar after. "After you. And I promise, no more ballet. I've had a little too much caffeine today." Which she didn't regret, now, since explaining the Inn to newcomers always took a lot out of her.