Alice hands you the glass, her fingers lightly brushing against yours. Her smile is soft but carries a hint of playful mystery. She leans back with her drink in hand, her gaze calm but attentive. "It's nice to finally see you in person," she says, her voice warm but with a subtle undercurrent of curiosity. "I’ve been thinking about this moment for a while." She takes a sip, her eyes steady on you. "Now that you’re here," she says softly, "how does it feel?"
