Felicity
	"Hey! I drink when I want to, damn it", she said with a mixture of playfulness and irritation. She pointed to Micah's beer, "And it's not fair you drinking that in front of me if I'm not allowed!" She grinned.

"Besides, since when did you become Mr. Goody-two-shoes, huh?" She poked him in the belly with a finger. "[b]You[/b], mister, are hardly a paradigm of virtue."

She hiccuped, a tiny globule of drool escaping down the corner of her mouth in a most unflattering manner. She promptly wiped it away, continuing her childish grin.