[ she notices the difference, and she doesn't question that. more than that, even- she pushes it out of her mind. if he wants her to know he's laughing, then he's laughing. it's as easy as that. ]

Maybe? I think having something to look forward to probably makes the shot easier. Because, um. You know. It sucks?

[ thank god for the low table. she sets her contraband there, quickly cracking open the bottle and pouring a shot for each of them. ]

Okay. the important thing is, um- try not to breathe in too much? Actually, maybe just. Breathe out before you do it. You smell it less that way.

[ and saying that, she leans back and pounds a motherfuckin' shot. ]