"I am not drunk," Faith almost shouted. "It was just a few drinks, doesn't make me drunk, I can handle it." Not that she'd been actually sober since Angel died. She glowered at Sam before rolling her eyes.
"Didn't you get the memo, I'm the crazy Slayer. Dangerous and all. Plus I've been pissing off a lot of bad guys lately, chances are I'll run into a few more of them between here and wherever."