looks over to her casually. " Hej Preussen. Are you alive?"

spins a little too fast at the voice, and sways. "Heeeeeeeeeey!"

places a hand on her shoulder to stable her. " Drinking again without me?" She teased.

flings her arms around her "Youuu should come to Ock..Mm..Oktoberfest~" well, clearly they were already there, but she didn't have to make_

_sense right now.

chuckles at that. " You know I'll always be around for that~"

grins "Reeeaally?"

nods slowly. " Ja~ I would never miss out on beer~~"

hugs her tight, pressing Dorthe into her chest. "You're the..the bes..bes'es friend ever!"

merely cackles in return. " Well the same goes for you~"

grins, squishing Dorthe's cheeks together.

ends up speaking weirdly. "Welsh are yer guunnna take mee thar?" ((Well, are you going to take me there?))

laughs. She spins Dorthe around twice. "Ta daaaaa!" She had been drinking in a bar in Munich. They were pretty much in the middle of it.

never pay attentions much to where she goes but hell she'll never miss out on drinking. " Niicesh." Her laughs.

lets go of her cheeks, demanding more beer from the bartender.

orders just as much from the bartender and drinking it of course. ((Gah my english ))

[Don't worry about it ^^'

*]

latches onto Dorthe's waist. "Yooo're awesome...."

shakes her head, laughing some more. " Nej~ You're the most awesome one." She downed the beer like water.

grins happily. "I know~"

chuckles. " So what's been happening~?"

shrugs. "Driiinkin~"

rolls her eyes. " That's it~?"

....suddenly gets this look on her face like she's had the greatest idea, and starts to take off her shirt. "Lets go..go streeeeeakin!" 8D

stares at her for a moment and then bursts out in laughter. " Awww~ But I'm not even tipsy yet~~~" She whined.

pauses, sitting there in her bra. "Oh..." She pushes three bottles of beer over to Dorthe "Here! Drink!"

grins accepting the beer gladly. " Tak~" And downs them quickly in sucession.

pokes her cheek "Tipsy yet?"

shakes her head grinning. " You know I'm not a light weight~"

hums. She calls for the bartender, and pushes a bottle of Jager at her.

more then glad to chug down the bottle. " I think I'll need something stronger." She chuckles.

's mind is thinking through her drunken haze. She orders two more bottles of jager, and a bottle of rum. Mixing drinks made you drunk faster

_,right?

shrugs and drinks whatever is given to her quickly letting the alcohol hit her system quickly.

possibly drinking even more, while she waits for Dorthe to catch up.

only slightly tipsy. She had a loooong way to go to get drunk.

been here longer. That's her excuse.