"Head out?" Emily asked, sucking in an irritated breath. "You are too drunk to drive anywhere!" She pointed out to him, as he clutched the keys in his hand. She knew she wasn't going to be able to wrestle them away from him no matter how drunk he was.
"I swear to God if you try and drive anywhere I will call Faith and she will come over here and kick your ass." I threatened him, although I wasn't sure if it was a good threat or not. Maybe Dean wanted to get his ass kicked.
"Dean," She followed him over as he started to shrug into his jacket. "If you go who's going to run your bar? I'm a hooker not a bartender!" She exclaimed, wishing suddenly that she had stopped to think about that statement before it was already out and floating in the ether.
She huffed. "You're too drunk to go anywhere." She reiterated wishing that any of her friends might show even just a little bit of sense.