[ look at her go! consider Raihan impressed - she clearly wasn't bluffing about her skills. he'll forgive the lack of a lime considering that there's a lack of most things in general, but the frilly umbrella gets a snort from him.

he reaches out to take it from her, but makes a short, disappointed noise with a pout when she pulls it away. ]

'Course not! Galarian pub etiquette is some of the best around. [ just as quickly, that pout curls into an innocent smile. ] But you're not really "on the job", right? We're basically just raiding the cabinet while mum's not around... I won't tell! Cross my heart!