Boss stands up a little straighter at the accusation.

"One time," she holds a finger up for emphasis. Once! "And that was more than booze." Wait. Did she mean the times she threw up or the times she held it down? Boss's face goes a little blank, a little less confident as she tries to work that one out in her head.

"Doesn't matter," She pushes off the machine and marches over to stand next to Rey, "What matters is that we are definitely having a bench press competition."