When the music started up (the particular song was a guilty pleasure, she admitted), Kate began to slowly headnod as goth-ily as possible, the faintest of grins on her lips despite obviously trying hard to look like she wasn't enjoying herself. Suzu's singing and antics even caused, what could be only described for Kate as, a giggle. It was delicious mellifluous and uncharacteristic, but she quickly caught herself and returned to a strained pout as she tossed back another shot of jager. She was... starting to have... fun.<br/><br/>"I'd go with spin the bottle -- since some things are better left untold -- but it seems I'd be in the minority." She shot that challenging look back at Abigail, as if to say 'I'm sure that's what you'd want, anyway'.<br/><br/>The alcohol was honestly starting to make these pretty girls prettier. Vivid (and possibly prophetic) images of her soft, streamlined girlcock driving back and forth between Abby's ripe tits flashed before her eyes a few times, and she did another shot -- whether to expell the demons or make them stronger, not even Kate was sure.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>