Blue shoved him playfully again, "I am not." She stated, before laughing and shaking her head. "And I was good at holding my alcohol, but I haven't drunk for years, so I guess my tolerance isn't so good anymore." She sighed, resting her forehead on his shoulder and closing her eyes. "Besides, I drank wine and champagne and cocktails, not this stuff." She justified, not that it really did much in her favour.<br/><br/>"Also, you totally don't even know that I am pretty." She added, bringing her head back up. "I could totally be one of the ugly rich girls and then what would you say." She snorted. It was drunken babbling that ended with a hiccup.