"Now, now, let's not get carried away." Blue laughed, pushing him playfully and taking the bottle from him, taking another sip and screwing the cap back on. They'd probably had enough for now, and they needed to save at least half for Marcus. She let her hair down from it's ponytail and secured the band around her wrist. "<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>don't get jealous." She informed him very matter-of-factly. "I'm the one everyone else is jealous of." She snorted. "With my long line of friends and admirers." She joked, rolling her eyes.<br/><br/>"So, whiskey is strong, huh?" She asked as she laughed again, burying her head in her hands for the briefest of moments. Oh no.