"Why haven't you?" Georgie asked Felix as he whacked some moles, snickering when he observed that it would have been more fun to hold two mallets. She didn't disagree, actually. When he darted past her towards the vodka, Georgie watched him go with her brow furrowed, not really understanding what was going on. As she observed him chug the vodka and then use the bottle to beat the moles. "Holy fuckles. What other machines are there, then? I don't think I played them all last time."
Georgie crossed her arms, vowing to use that technique when her time came to try this game. "Oh you were talking about how you always wanted to be a musician?"