Nia glared at Noona.
"No," she pouted and began to throw a tantrum like a small child would," no, no, no, no, no. I don't wanna stop. I want more." Nia's hand began to flail around, swinging her knife, "your not my mom. I don't have to listen to you. I can keep drinking if I want.... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." 
While throwing her little tantrum, Nia successfully slashed a few people who were walking behind her with her knife.