The prospect of schmoozing the crowd of ancients inside made Lavender want to drink some more, and so she did. She tilted the bottle upward and took several large swallows in quick succession, draining the remaining contents. She exhaled loudly when finished, and leaned forward to set the empty bottle on the ground beside her. The alcohol hadn't quite hit her system yet, though she could feel it, that heavy weight in her stomach that was threatening to come up and hit her right between the eyes as soon as she started moving around again.
"You're right," she said after a moment. "Fuck'em and fuck the society etiquette they rode in on. I've never been good at kissing arse anyway."