Kate stumbled into the apartment she shared with Jose every since Ana, her old roommate, moved out. She was dead drunk and carrying an almost empty bottle of Tito's Vodka, and I'm not just saying that because they paid me.
Jose was standing there.
"Look at you," he scolded her, "you're a disgrace. You've been drunk ever since Ana moved out. Give me that bottle."
He snatched the vodka out of her hand and twisted off the cap. Holding his nose, he took a swig.
"Yuck!" he said, spitting out the burning liquid."That tastes awful."
"A-and all this time," Kate slurred, "you thought I was ha-havin' fun."