“Psh, party foul.” She laughed. “If no one else ever knew it was here to begin with it wouldn’t really matter. Honestly, people can be pissed about it all they want; I’m getting drunk tonight even if it’s mixed in koolaid stuff like a bitch drink.” Just seemed easier to cart it off than sit there and chug cup after cup. “Are we stopping to play in the cemetery on the way back?” See, he wouldn’t have to carry it the whole way. Just half until they got there and she could drink it while he wandered around and…did he even know how teasing that was? “Or we could get drunk and go get lost in the forest.” She was resigning to the fact she’d be standing here looking like the thirstiest person in existence with how quickly she’d be downing punch. “Alright, c’mon and gimme your face.” She turned and headed back to the dining room.