"I'm fine. I'm fine," Kimber said, sticking her tongue out at Carrie to prove that she wasn't freaking out. At least, that was the logic she was going with right now. She was also a little ADD when she was tipsy. She nudged Carrie with her knee.
"Are you getting more?" she asked. "You should just bring one of the bottles over. We should watch something." Beautiful segue. "I wish I had his music videos on tape. I used to. Stupid vortex thingy. Sometimes I wish I was still in the 80's." Things were pretty good here. She had good friends, and a nice boyfriend, and an awesome career. There were things she missed, though. Like Michael Jackson.