"Oh, is that so? Guess we're gonna have to put that to a test." Grabbing the bottle, she took a look at the contents before looking back at Adam. "But I guess that won't be today since there's not enough for that." Setting it back down, Ana's eyes momentarily fluttered closed when he stroked her hair. Her eyes didn't open back up until he spoke again. "What?" Ana was confused for a moment before she fully realized what he was asking. "Of course I'm not ok. I feel like shit." Letting go of him, she leaned back against the counter again, moving to pour herself another shot of whiskey.