Just as Erika had said, Alexandria was not very good with alcohol. However, everybody else seemed to want her drunk that evening, knowing that she was absolutely amazing when the booze began to rise into her head. Her alcohol consumption worked like an exponential curve. The more she drank, the more she needed to keep herself drunk. At first she was buzzed, sipping a mojito and laughing at some jock dancing a bit too wildly near the pool. She was constantly giggling and smiling, posing in pictures and accepting hugs from fellow tipsy girls. Someone tried to pull her to the dancing area, but she refused, nearly spilling her drink on the person.<br/><br/>Then she became tipsy. Her voice grew significantly more louder and she was scooped over by a jock and thrown into the pool. Her response was to laugh and whip her wet hair away from her face. At the sight of Alexandria in the pool, other girls hopped in in hopes of a sexy, wet photo. Plenty were taken. "I'm thirsty!" Alexandria announced as soon as the photoshoot was over and climbed out of the pool, heading for her next drink. The famous third drink.<br/><br/>After that, she became sloppy. She was sitting at a table, playing a drinking game. Those playing against her kept cheating and she was forced to drink the shots she had accumulated. At this point it was easy to pull her to the dance floor, where she eventually noticed Keith with a drink in his hand. The blonde stumbled over to him, grabbing his shoulder for support. "I wanna dance with you, Keith!" She yelled over the music and noticed the drink in his hand. "Is that coke and rum? I love coke and rum! Can I have some?" Alexandria batted her eyelashes.