Lawson.

Shepard was certain she had this won, but as the world kept spinning and her words became a mess she realized that this was one contest she was out classed in.

"Shit..." She let out as she laid her head on the counter. Out cold.

Miranda downed her shot. "I'll hand it to you commander. You are one tough drinker."

She nodded to the bartender who had been kind enough to switch their drinks, after a good bribe, sure it was cheating but she knew she would never beat Shepard straight on.

It was about twenty minutes later when Shepard raised her head. "Ow...Did I win?"

"Not this time Shepard." Miranda smirked. "I believe I have a wager to collect."

"Shit...well a deals a deal. What do you want?"