Alysia was rather confident that the virus scanner and various firewalls she had programmed into her phone would handle, or at least alert her to, any attempted to intrusion.  So she pulled out her phone and plugged in the flash drive, the corners of her mouth dropping into a frown as she saw what was on it.  Long repressed grief surged up, only to shift into her usual anger.  Her fingers clenched around the phone and she had the sudden urge to go find Grant and beat the information out of him.  But, no.  She had to act smart.  She took a deep breath to calm herself, then handed her phone to Esther so she could watch the video if curious.<br/><br/>She heard Carl and Esther's exchange, but she was already heading for the fridge to grab another beer.  She needed something to take the edge off.  She turned back to face them, beer in hand, her frown still on her lips.  There was something about Carl's words that didn't quite work for her but, between the alcohol and the anger, whatever it was didn't want to come.<br/><br/>"You swear you have more?"  She demanded.  "Fine, we can wait if you're scared."  She moved to drop herself onto the couch with a thud.  A moment later, the beer bottle found her lips.  She sat, glaring at the television, grunting at Carl and Esther if they tried to talk, and drinking more than she should have.  She had downed several bottles in the space of maybe twenty minutes and, not long after, stumbled off to the bathroom.<br/><br/>Alysia's anger had faded into a haze.  Her entire focus was on the suddenly difficult task of walking in a straight line.  In the back of her mind the rational part of her mind felt like a it was playing a video game with the worst controls ever invented.<br/><br/>She stumbled out of the bathroom a few minutes later and leaned against the wall, the world tilting slightly around her.  She opened her mouth with the intent of suggesting that they all go now, but even drunk she was smart enough to know that she was in no condition to rush off.<br/><br/>"I need coshee."  She slurred instead, and stumbled off towards the kitchen.