The potions were making her slow, yet when Orla said the word pay - and threatened to tell Justin - even she understood exactly what she was asked, no demanded, to do. Feeling suddenly cold, in spite of the high, she swallowed.
'I don't do that anymore, I stopped,' she said, though there was no power in her voice, and rather than to feel angry she felt numb. The potions doing no doubt, just as it was the drugs in her system that still made the world look beautiful and colourful, that still made her skin tingle.