Evan leaned on the bar to get a good look at Noelle. "Look at that. It's almost like you're human again. Guess tequila's the cure for heinous bitch syndrome." He sat back quick and finished off his whiskey. "Let's do shots."
Cait glanced from Noelle to Evan and then at David. "Sure, why not. Drunkie over here only needs half of one, though."