Tink preened. Oh! Oh, how very delightful! This girl was doing much better with the second part of her act, the bit where she told Tink how beautiful and wonderful she was.

Sit down! Sit down! Don't be ridiculous, underage. The very perceptive girl was clearly eighteen. Was it eighteen or twenty-one here? Either! She was clearly of age and could have a drink if she liked. Tink didn't judge. Not about that.