Clarience looked down at the canteen then back up at him, "Is this dangerous?" She screwed off the top of the canteen and took a wiff of the scent from the liquid. Her lips hovered over the top of the canteen as she tipped it over and let a droplet touch the tip of her tongue. The moment the liquid and her taste buds met, she made a sour face and drew the bottle away.
You could suppose that it woke her up.

She smacked her lips together and handed the bottle back to him, "Thanks, but I think one drop is enough for me."

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"Yeah, I haven't found the time to clean in awhile, all nighters waste my energy," She sighed, "Say, if you can help me tidy up the shop, I'll pay you a good amount of money." For emphasis she rubbed her fingers together, "What do you say?"

The girl was always too lazy to do the hardest work, well, at least what was hard to her, which was practically everything she has ever done. Her theory was if someone were to help her do the work, they can decrease the amount of time it will take to clean thus equalling more nap time.