Verisira continued to grow more and more uncomfortable as the girl pointed out inconsistentcy after inconsistency in her story.  She covered her face with one of her hands out of embarrassment and sunk down in the stool a bit, as though she were trying to disappear.  "I...  I'll just pay my bill and head up to my room now..."  She said.<br/><br/>As she spoke, she finished off her drink and stood up, finding the alcohol quickly going to her head to the point she put her hands on the stool to keep herself from stumbling off.  She wasn't so drunk that she couldn't stand without falling down, though she had never drunk before and had no idea how drunk she was.