Cherry cake, I don't see you as much of the drinkin' type. [Ammy smiled down at her, one hand reaching up to pat those ridiculously bright curls.] Unless it's something very sweet and fizzy, probably without much alcohol. 's not like you need to drink to have a good time, right?

Hmm, now I don't know if y' really want an old lady like me comin' along, but I might if ya ask nicely. [The smile turns into a grin then, and she takes a swig of her cider.] Tell ya what, next time I go out, you can come with me and we'll go make a night of it. How's that?