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Hurrah, backflips! She made a mental note to herself to remind Otto to show her his new tricks someday--he promised--as she entered Clerise's room. After a quick glance around to take in the other woman's room--she definitely approved--Eva flashed her a smile. "No prob! We'll make ourselves comfy on the floor!"

She settled down on the ground beside Otto, pulling her legs up against her chest and waiting patiently for Clerise to return. When she did, her gaze immediately focused in on the bottles of alcohol.

...H-hmm, well...

"...Whatever you'd suggest for a drinking newbie like me, I guess?" Rum and coke sounded okay though? She liked coke, so...how bad could it be?

Otto took both cups with a poker face. That's right. Double fisting all the way. It was dumb, really. He knew his tolerance for alcohol was low to begin with. Maybe if he only drank a little...

Yeah right.

"Welp.. cheers to Eva." He took a good swig from one of them. Tasty, indeed. It would be hard to remind himself it was loaded.

Clerise grinned at Otto knowingly. No, the more appropriate term would be a leer. That's right prodigy. One in each hand.

...Maybe she was channelling her inner Dakota too much.

"To being legal," Clerise agreed, pouring a cup of lemonade and vodka for herself, mixing it eight parts vodka and two part juice, because that was how she rolled, ok.

"Some people's natural limits are higher, depending on size and stature and metabolism." The redhead leaned back against the bed, stretching out like a luxurious cat, glancing sidelong at Otto again. "I've seen how much you eat," she dead-panned, quirking her brow. "Maybe it'll help."

She swirled the liquid in her cup, taking a long draw from it as if it were a goblet and she was a greedy king.

"Don't worry, Eva," Clerise replied, her grin cheshire, "I'll be sure to fill you in once you sober up." She clapped a hand over Eva's back encouragingly.