Re: ~fingers~
The bottle was thrust into her arms and Penny peered down the bottle blearily. Now she had a choice ; to drink or not to drink.
She chose drink and took a long pull from the bottle in a manner that indicated she'd done this sort of thing before.
The last time she'd drunk from a bottle, the alcohol had been ouzo and she'd somehow ended up dancing on the bar of the pub she was working and living in on Xanthe. The next morning she'd woken up with no memory of the night before and a large bruise on her bum and thigh from where she'd fallen off.
"Your whisky? Our whisky!" She held the bottle up to him in salute before muttering 'Sewea' and taking another drink. The burn was pleasant but it didn't burn as it had done earlier.
"Ol?" her voice was confused for a moment before she grinned "Oh. Probably out praciticing or wearing a kilt and breaking hearts. He's god at that ; he gets fanmail."
"Its crazy," she mumbled before shrugging off her jumper and throwing it accross the room. She didn't clarify what was crazy; Oliver getting fanmail or people sending it.