Her hands folded underneath her again and she stood like that, leaning on the counter, before she pushed herself back and took a step aside. She paused, recalled her own glass. She took it up again as well and downed the rest in a single gulp.

She grimaced at him in the aftermath. "I don't know. The same?" What was the line to cross, she wondered. Tomorrow would be terrible- perhaps she could take some tylenol or something beforehand? ...no, her system would run through the effects well before the transformation began. "I could probably request a transfer or... ask a relative overseas... I still have my citizenship."