Shizen batted her hand at the ear poke, giggling before squeezing her pillow with her calves and thighs and stealing a small handful of popcorn, munching on each kernel at a time after sticking her tongue out to catch the tastey morsels. "I'm up for the classic," she votes, poking Aren in the shoulder before looking at him like she didn't do the action. "Though for Aren being the only sober one seems rather... well, devious. Then again he is the captain and he can still drink if he wants," she smiles and then raises a perked eyebrow. "If he thinks that he can handle it."<br/><br/>Even though Shizen was young, her body was far more endurant due to her own batch of genetics, her favorite being a high resistance against illness, disease, as well as alcohal. On her Honors graduation she took straight shots of rum in one of the contests and didn't get buzzed until halfway through, the male who was known for his drinking games already on the verge of blacking out. "I vote rum," she says and releases her pillow, sitting up and leaning against the top of the couch before letting herself fall backwards and then catching herself gracefully, somber as she sways over to the fridge and pulls out a pair of bottles of her own rum mixed with a fruit beverage to make the burn seem nonexistant. "Once we're done with the whiskey, which seems like halfway through the movie, we'll drop into my own concoction," she says and then slips into her seat again, putting the bottles on the table but away from the glasses for now. "I'm game."