Jane finished her second glass and put it down hard on the table. She grabbed the third one, and held it in a somewhat shaking hand. She once again took a large sip, but before it all went in she coughed several times and nearly dropped the glass. She was obviously starting to get drunk. She kept drinking, but when the glass was half empty, her grip slipped and a significant amount of beer dropped from her lips along her chin, neck and tank top, soaking the top of it. She put the empty glass on the table, and said "It... it's still good.. It counts... It... it's good.." She was starting to have trouble speaking coherently, but went for the shot anyways, determined to last till the end.<br/>