Taking a small step towards Goku, so that they were closer, but trying to make it not so obvious that she was doing it, Lizbet watched with curiosity when Krillen walked over to a fridge that was laying down instead of standing up, wondering what he was doing, but then seeing that he'd gotten some beverages for them all. Glancing out of the corner of her eye at Goku, who'd jokingly asked Krillen if he was trying to get him drunk, before eyeing Eighteen, complimenting her on her breasts. Though Eighteen just gets a bemused look, before putting her top back on.<br/><br/>Even though she'd accepted the drink that had been offered to her by Krillen, she hadn't moved to open it yet, remembering the last time she'd had any sort of alcohol to drink. It was on her twenty first birthday. She just recently turned twenty two, so sometimes she still referred to herself as twenty one. But anyway, it had not ended well, that was for sure.<br/><br/>Looking to Eighteen, she shakes her head when the other woman asked if she'd ever had a wine cooler before, taking a sip, then continued to say that they were sweet. Lizbet looks down at the bottle in her hand, which was a little cool from holding the drink in her palm. Glancing over at Goku, she then bites the inside of her cheek, wondering...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Maybe just a little bit won't be too bad...'</span>She thinks to herself, before following suit and opening the bottle, raising it to her lips and taking a drink. Like Eighteen had said, it was indeed very sweet, and the one that she had tasted like a mixture of lime, lemon, oranges, and melon. It was unique in taste, but she liked it.<br/><br/>She thought that maybe it would be best for her not to stand while she was drinking, and sits down where she was at, sand getting on the back of her thighs and on her butt as well, but at that moment she didn't mind very much. Plus it was nice and warm on her skin. Pulling her legs up slightly so her knees were bent, she digs her feet in to the sand, covering her toes. The hand that was holding the bottle rested on one knee, while her other hand was set behind her slightly, propping her up as she leaned back a little.<br/><br/>Keeping her thoughts to herself, she was glad that they weren't going to leave yet. She wanted to spend more time with them all. It was...rather fun. She hadn't been sure if she would be able to be comfortable around them, first meeting and all, but it was turning out that she thought that she could fit right in. She hoped that was the case, and she wasn't deluding herself or anything...<br/><br/>Taking another drink from her bottle, she closed her eyes, enjoying as a light breeze moved past, gently tugging at the braids on either side of her face, and the stubborn bangs of hers that fell from behind her ears to lay across her forehead once again. The scent of the ocean filled her nostrils, and she smiles in content to herself, just listening to everything that was going on around her.