"Pretty much," Martha agreed, saluting her with her own glass and then taking a sip. Admittedly, she wasn't a huge Sex-and-the-City-level fan of cosmos, it was more that it was there and free and fruity and strong, but any port in a storm and all sorts of other aphorisms. And it was the start of a conversation.

A conversation where she tried to place the other woman's accent and failed miserably. Home Counties was about as far as she could get from a few words. "Have you been here long enough to need more than one?" she asked, quirking a little smile. "I find this place makes more sense if one doesn't approach it too sober--not to sound like I have a problem, but this," she gestured around them, "doesn't really lend itself to logical thinking."