"Awful, but it works like it should." After a quick cheers, Connolly finished her shot just as fast as Herrick did. She smiled and downed another shot, pulling a third. "Dying? I don't think you have to worry so much. I've never been one for wine, although no one has ever taught me what was good wine and bad wine. It all tastes the same to me." Connolly gave a nod to the bartender to pour some more shots.
Of course Mika did. Connolly took the third shot and looked over to Herrick. "I do like to get...physical." Connolly almost laughed at the way he phrased it. "When Mika disappeared, he was left with three daughters, two of which were very girly. Then there was me. I used to watch boxing matches with him then one day, he took me to his buddy's boxing gym. Things progressed, I went from boxing in a gym to bars to underground boxing matches." And she was damn proud of it too. Perhaps too proud.
"Is this something I need to prove now? Because I can..but we'll have to leave I'm sure, after I've done it."