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Chapter 10 – Swiss Cheese III
"Come on Liss, step on it!" I encouraged.
Lissa glared at me then gestured violently at the heavy traffic. She was losing her cool between the terrible traffic and my yelling. I took a hint and shut my mouth, staring silently out the window.
"I don't know why you want to go 'get drunk' anyway," Lissa fumed, shifting in her seat.
I grinned and shook my head. "Lissa, you're so naive. You tend to do fun things when you get drunk, it's the entire purpose of alcohol."
"What happened to drinking in moderation?"
"Lissa," I scoffed. "Moderation doesn't mean alcoholic chastity. When was the last time you had a drink?"
"On my last date with Aaron," she replied confidently.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, yeah. A glass of wine, right? I meant when did you last have a real drink? Something that had you completely pissed?"
She stared at me. "Last year, when you took me out for my birthday," she replied flatly. "And as I recall I didn't remember any of that night and I had a terrible hangover the next day. It doesn't sound like much fun to me."
I rolled my eyes again. "I'll just have to show you how much fun it can be. Now step on it!"