She kept the bottle out of his reach, setting it on the bar behind her.

"Listen. I get it. Shit's bat shit bananas here and you've got an ass load of baggage you're dealing with. Well guess what, buttercup? That sums up pretty much everyone here. Feeling it or not, there are people in trouble. And you can bet your ass that they're not feeling getting chomped on by some corroded shit."

She reached up and grabbed him by the ear, pulling him towards the door.

"So you're gonna come out there with me and kick some corroded ass. Then I'll buy you a couple of bottles and we can get as blitzed as you want."