Drunk

Loki: It is time for your Latin lessons.

Rachel: *burps* O-okay. *Sits down at desk, nearly missing the chair*

Loki: Dies.

Rachel: What? *hiccups* Who died?

Loki: *raises eyebrow* Qui?

Rachel: Yeah, who!

Loki: Good, bellum?

Rachel: *Vurps* Excuse me there, umm war.

Loki: Good, good, malus?

Rachel: YOU ARE! *Points at wall*

Loki: *Looks back at wall* Okay…..but yes I am. Rex?

Rachel: *Laughs hysterically* Not you!

Loki: *Slams hands on desk* Are you what the Midgardians call drunk?

Rachel: *Looks around* You-you talking *burps* to me?

Loki: *Waves hand in front of face, rather disturbed* Shit!
What did you have? I think you are, lessons are over now I think.

Rachel: *Attempts to get up out of seat but falls off* Weeeeee! *Laughs hysterically*

Loki: *Rubs eyes frustrated* That's the last time we go out and celebrate.

Key: Dies=day Rex=king

Qui=who Vurps=Combination of burping and vomiting.

Bellum=war

Malus=bad