"Cheat!" She struggled harder, ignoring the fact that their horse-play was attracting some attention by those not completely drunk. "I thought you were a fine, upstanding Auror, Dylan!"
She was laughing too hard to really think properly and she was finding it hard to breathe between giggles, a sharp pain in her side from the stitch. "Stop-" She giggled again. "I can't breathe. I'll be sick in a minute."
She didn't doubt it too with the amount of alcohol she'd consumed over the night.