"Cool," she replied. "Going to guess you've been at this a while. Hats off to you," she added as she regarded the bottle. Rum, and she guessed that was a start.
What went with rum? She wondered if they had that blue stuff, but that was dangerous because that and rum and some juice was always a bad idea. "You ever wonder if it's super fucked up for them to kidnap us but give us liquor and food and shit?" She asked. "Dunno about your room, but mine's pretty boss," she continued.
"All I need now's an ocean, and I'll be all set. Mostly because I'd swim the fuck away," she went on. She wasn't unaccustomed to chattering at drunks, and she figured this was the case here. "So hi, I'm Jaime, they dumped me in here yesterday, Noah gave me the run down on the place, and you are?" She concluded as she turned to face him, blue eyes fixed on his face.