[Yeah, but four bottles is too close to her limit, not that Ava gives a damn. She kind of wants to get sick, just to see if she can feel it. Just so that she knows she's not completely dead--by simulating dying through hangover. Makes perfect sense to her.]
Luck is for people who have good things happen to them, right? [a snort] Not me. It's like I got cursed by a pissed off leprechaun or broke a million mirrors or something.