Scanty stared at him, gawking. She had no words for this. At all.
“Okay, come on, let’s just go get you a drink,” she said urgently, beginning to walk towards the right direction. “Although you might be a bit drunk right now, so I am not sure if more alcohol is the best decision…”
I am not intoxicated, I assure you.
Hell’s been reformed but… …it’s in good hands, Scanty.
