Stephanie lit her cigar with a little flare of pyroplasm and leaned back herself, content as a cat. Or a tigress, which might be a more apt comparison. She grinned and took a slow puff, savoring it before letting the smoke blow out.

"Oh, I plan to." Her grin widened. Her hand reached out to take his, fingers lacing with his.

"We'll have to buy a box of these. To enjoy once in awhile." She closed her eyes for a moment in sheer contentment. She was all but purring right now, full of delicious food, possessed of a fabulous buzz from extremely liquor and in the company of a man she'd missed so much.

She was happier right now than she'd been in a very, very long time.