[ Walking over, feeling much better now that she's actually wearing clothes (not that she's insecure, but there are times to be naked, and right now was not one), she takes the glass he's left off the side for her, tilting it lightly towards Mick. ]

Cheers.

[ The room is nothing special, he's right, and she chuckles again when he mentions the safe. He'd have found it empty - she never really had anything of value in her life, besides the whole of it. She doesn't really care for owning much. ]

You wouldn't have found much in the safe, I'm afraid. I'm one of these people that doesn't really care for diamonds and pearls - outside of Prince singing about them, that is.