This convo kept getting more and more bizarre. Like, who discussed their sex life while out having drinks?
“Hey!” protests the Shaman, “I could hurt someone if I wanted to! I’m not helpless.” Sounding a bit hurt. Sure, she was no Arrow, but she wasn’t some helpless woman. Plus, she had not used magic to help her fighting, and she was pretty sure she could kick the Arrows ass if she did.
Then she takes off after him. That…was going to be interesting.
A light sigh as she shook her head, “The sweet ones are the ones you need to be careful of. But you know what, you do you on this one.” Sometimes people just needed to learn.
Glancing to Crystal, “Is that what it is? A curse?” she asks in a light teasing voice. “I’ve always found it to be a blessing in certain circumstances.” Ever seen her work a crowd? Raising her glass with a wink, “Bring the drinks on.” Though she never promised to play fair. Getting drunk was more her thing at home, when she was alone.
Smirking to Corn, “Well, you drink what you want. No pressure from me about it.” She just had more years of practice and magic on her side. “And who knows, maybe we can all decide to tap in a ringer to take a shot for us.” Could be a thing.
Looking at the table, then to Guru, “Maybe more fries or mozzarella sticks? Something to help keep the liquor from completely winning.” Cause drinking without food was stupid. Laughing, “If we wanted drunk convos, I say we all pick a night to drink at my place or something. Then the topics can flow.” Without Sleepers around. “Uhhh,” looking at her drink, then at the bar, then to Guru with a shrug, “Surprise me. You seem to pick fun shots.” At least if numerous times they’ve played pool is a gauge.