Aslinn nodded. "Yeah. He gets nice, then stupid the more he drinks. Now he is on to the rum...If Katie drinks that, she is going to hate life in the morning..." she said. She giggled as she tightened her grip on Zeph.<br/><br/>Chris snatched the glass out of her hand and slammed it on the counter. "This is stronger!" he said, carefully pouring the shot glasses full of the brown liquid. The spicy scent of the rum flooded the little kitchen. Chris handed Katie one of the glasses, clinked his own against hers and said "On three! One..." Aslinn's eyes widened as she realized they would fall if he drank it....