Michelle shook her head as the whiskey burned its way down a second time. "Nope. I might die," she answered with a bright burst of laughter.
"If you need another one, then by all means. Go for it." She eased back in her chair and let out a sigh. "You know. My badassery is actually pretty similar to yours. I mean, yours does cooler stuff. But uh." She was rambling. Maybe she didn't need those two shots after all. She had taken a sizeable gulp of tequila not long ago. "You're just not the only one, okay?"