Offer her a drink.

“Sorry sorry geese I was kidding. Here let me get you a drink.”

She stands there silent glaring at you with her pretty piercing brown eyes and finally replies as you hand her a beer. “Thanks.”

“Here sit down, watch some tv and call whoever you need to, I am going to get some clothes on and I can take you to the party.”

She downs the beer in a long gulp and hands it to you and asks. “Got anything stronger?”

Impressed you reply, “Sure I have some scotch, but it is pretty strong.”

“Now what are you saying, I could probably drink you under the table sissy boy.”

“Really, is that a challenge?”

“Bring it bitch.” She says with an evil grin.

“Fine the entire bottle right now, drink for drink, whoever stops first looses.” You grab the bottle and two identical glasses and fill them to the rim. “You sure you wanna go, you may miss your party.”

She grabs the glass and smiles, “Go.” The two of you pound a half of the bottle each, you fight against the burn and down it, and to your surprise so does she. Slapping the glasses on the table you finish slightly behind her and she licks her lips and smiles at you. “Is that all you got.” She walks over to your fridge and grabs you each a beer and pops the tops and takes a drink. You stare at this hot young thing and take a drink as well. “So I guess the party is out, we are going to be in no shape to drive very soon. Damn and I really wanted to win that $1000 prize.”

“$1000 why the heck didn’t you say so, I would have been happy to go.”

“Perhaps, but drinking and driving is illegal and you don’t have a costume. Unless that place downtown that caters to strippers is still open, they might be considering their customers.”

Starting to feel the alcohols affect you consider before answering.