Very briefly, Stephie had considered the window of getting drunk. It had been brief, though she found herself buying the duty free vodka with a feeling that she was getting away with something. But it was Tasha's first trip away and goddammit Stephie felt like celebrating. The look on Tasha's face when she'd wiggled the vodka bottle at her earlier when they had been doing dishes had been incredible.
So yes, Stephie lunged toward Tasha with the vodka, pouring her another very generous drink. "I lived with her for years, and I have both heard and seen some of the things she can do with her body. Girl's not discreet," Stephie grinned, pleased by Tasha's happiness.