At his reply, she laughed, taking a very fluid bow that betrayed how buoyant she was beginning to feel. "Thank you very much," she drawled, straightening up and throwing back another swig. "Better to be real assholes 'n fake angels, that's what Ah say."
After draining half of her sixth beer, Joanie looked to Aiden, raising a brow. "Are." She paused, wobbling slightly as she pointed at him. "Are you drunk? Cause. You sound it, and Ah think you've had less'n me. Or maybe more." She paused, blinking in astonishment as she looked at her beer. "What way do numbers go, again?"