Cait raised her eyebrows. "It's time to kick it up a little. You should pour out a few shots at a time, and then we'll do them in succession." She was really asking for it. Her processing was fast, but it wasn't that fast. "We should do like...two or three more and then just sit and see what happens for a minute. Give it like...fifteen to a half an hour and see if we can do more." That sounded like a better idea than just continuously doing shots until one of them died.
Evan shook his head. "Hey. I never said that. I mean, you're cute, but you're not my type. No offense."