Taking the cup offered to her, Beth gripped it nervously. If Berta was choking on it, and she seemed to know how to drink, was Beth even going to be able to touch it? "Dance?" Beth said skeptically, eyeing into her drink. It was a pretty looking red color, so that was promising. She liked things that tasted red- cherry, strawberry, sometimes watermelon.
"Oh-okay!" Beth said, so startled that she tipped the drink back into her mouth. Not a great idea. Swallowing around a cough, Beth's eyes bugged out wide, and she sucked in a huge breath of air when the gulp of liquid finally went down. "Oh my God!" she gasped, a hand on her throat. "Oh my God, that was... is it supposed to burn like that?? I think I'm having an allergic reaction!" Her tongue could still feel the tingle of the liquor, and the smell of it filled her nostrils. She felt like she had just drunk nail polish remover. Her eyes were even watering.