bored and drunk... not a good combination

<snip> Chrizla let his guard down, he sat next to Jessie and ordered a large
whiskey. "So," he began, "Is there anything you'd like to talk
about?" <end snip>
She sighed, and took a gulp of her drink. "I'm bored. I need to do
something. Why do you think I tried to get out there and blow up a
few hymies?" she tried to take another sip, only to find that her
glass was already empty. She groaned. This meant getting up. Oh well.
She needed another drink.
Halfway through her third pint (and a discussion with Chrizla over
whather Jack had made a fair decision or not) she was distracted by
the sight of a rather bedraggled Guinevere wandering unsteadily out
of the bar. Jessie finished her drink, then carefully stood up (maybe
that last drink had been a mistake). She'd been planning on trying to
get to know her better, but somehow hadn't managed to find time yet.
"Hey, where're you going?" Chrizla asked. "'Scuse me," she replied,
and, no longer totally sober, followed Guinevere out of the bar.
<tag Guinevere - one fight, coming right up (Jessie's pretty
unpredictable when she's drunk)>
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