[ She giggles, too loudly. Lup may be the new queen of holding her liquor, but it seems Lucretia's tolerance hasn't increased all that much. At least where Taako's lighter-fluid homebrew is concerned.
Still, there's no way she's giving up now. ]
Oh hell no. Give it here. [ She reaches unsteadily for the glass to drag it closer, weaving dangerously, and then swings back the other way. She furrows her brow, the tip of her tongue pointing out of her mouth in deep concentration as she ever so carefully fills Lup's glass back up to the top. ]
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Still, there's no way she's giving up now. ]
Oh hell no. Give it here. [ She reaches unsteadily for the glass to drag it closer, weaving dangerously, and then swings back the other way. She furrows her brow, the tip of her tongue pointing out of her mouth in deep concentration as she ever so carefully fills Lup's glass back up to the top. ]
There.