Khalida’s eyes widen a little. “Oh. Okay. Um.. well, if it helps some people think I’m crazy too,” she offers a kind smile. 

Asa raises an eyebrow and she shakes her head. “How sad. This generation’s gone soft if you can’t even hold a little liquor.” She adopts a more mature attitude, which makes her seem older. She slams a hand on the counter. “Hit me with your best shot.”

Sorcha purses her lips. “Well doing anything with you would be fun.”