"I think you'd appreciate its complexity, actually. It's a smart game. And I call the dog token, just so you know." Em watched as the wall to the Leaky opened up, ducking down to clear the arch even before it had completely transformed. Risky, risky, but Em was looking forward to her night with Anthony.
"Oh, anything will get me drunk if I drink enough of it. Which usually isn't very much." A faint blush rose in her cheeks, though she didn't look too embarrassed. It was her father that always had needled her about her low tolerance for alcohol, even at this young age. He wasn't after getting her drunk, but it sure was funny to rile her when she was pissed!
"Tequila just makes me feel nauseous. Lime and petrol. Smells like garbage. Da' never stocks it in our pub, so I never really got a taste for it."