*Nothing Says You Can't Do BOTH, Just In Sequence...*

You don't remember much, but you do remember that having sex with people who are drunk counts as rape in your book, and that drinking alcohol while your on-call as the commanding officer of a military installation against the regs of basically every military in the world... "Sure Jane," you say, maneuvering yourself past the drunk-as-a-skunk XO of the ship. You quickly scan the room, noting down its most salient features: there's a sink that looks like it belongs in a mid 50s chemistry lab, one bunk (wide enough for two and presently unmade but with red satin silk sheets, you notice,) a water closet that contains both toilet and shower, but NOT a sink... A little fold-down eating area for two, in wall storage for clothes and the like, presently disarranged with clothes hanging out of drawers in a jumbled mess, including some VERY suggestive little leather numbers...

"So Jane, where's the hootch? I've got a powerful thirst and I know you've been drinking in here..." You state, hoping that Jane's as drunk as she seems because you're about to do something that to any serious alcoholic is nigh on unforgivable...