That, at least, put a little smile on Raylan's face. "Much obliged," he said, tipping the glass to her and drinking again.

He took a moment to let the grimace pass, holding the glass up and still peering into it. "Still not votin' for that project." There was some small thing that Adelaide had proposed and Raylan was voting against, not anything particularly important. He shot her a sideways little look and a little boy's mischievous smirk.