“Our Margarita machine was saved, miraculously,” Delamarter said.
Reading the expression on my face that must have conveyed something like “surely I can get a Margarita at this place?”
Lawson serves this “pinkly foamy purée” drink in Margarita glasses.
Alessandro being dead, Margarita would no longer be her enemy, and Margarita could perhaps help her.
I too have been in conflict, real physical conflict, with Margarita.
If anything were needed to place Margarita's father in our estimations, that Burgundy would have done it!
"I do not see why we came back from Broadway," Margarita observed placidly.
Sister Margarita rocked herself to and fro in her seat and crossed her arms on her breast.
But Margarita would have moulded a suit of chain-armour, I believe, to her personality.
Truly he has done Cologne good service, and if Margarita, my daughter, can be persuaded—'