Absolutely picturesque). Everyone ordered drinks, the Hannahs got a hookah, and I had to be lame and drink hot tea and just tip whatever came around. I tasted some of Jarret’s raki, Geneva’s strawberry daiquiri, and Billie’s “Beyoncé.” While everyone was working on a good buzz, Tolga bought all the girls roses, and Jarret and I passed noted because I couldn’t really participate in the conversation without a voice. The two of us looked like we’d walked out of a J. Crew advertisement together. ‘Twas adorable.