How many shots is too many?

The three of you head to the bar and order shots.

Amy downs her shot without hesitation.

Jenny takes hers slowly, savoring the taste.

You pick up the shot glass and eye it hesitantly.

"Come on, Josie. Don't be a wimp!" Amy teases.

You bring the glass to your lips and down the shot.

"Woo! Let's go, ladies!"

You can feel the attention in the room on you.

Men eye you up and down, their gazes lingering on your ass.

Women sneer, clearly jealous of the attention you're receiving.

You're not sure how to feel about it.

On the one hand, you're used to being invisible, and this attention is kind of flattering.

On the other hand, you're worried someone will notice you're a guy.