"Lemme go get some stuff, then." Koz walked up to the bar and whispered in the bartender's ear for a few minute before coming back with another bottle for herself and more glasses. She set up five shots in a line for both Milly and herself. "First one of us done with their bottle wins. I'm even giving you a head start. Your bottle's a quarter gone." Little did Milly know that Koz had gotten the barman to fill up an empty bottle of Jack with some flat Coke. The cowgirl would be halfway to alcohol poisoning before Koz had time to finish. Taking the first shot in hand, Koz counted down, "Ready, set, go!"