What she's having.

"Uhh...just give me the same, Shamus." You say quickly. The bartender nods and heads off to get the drinks. He returns quickly, two tall mugs of dark beer in his hands. There was easily 36 ounces in each one. Melody grabs her mug and immediatly begins to slug it down. You're in awe watching her; she's not a petit girl, but she doesn't seem like the type who could down a glass of beer that quick. You immediatly start on yours so as not to be shown up by a girl.

Melody finishes her drink very quickly and leaves you struggling to keep up. She slams the empty mug onto the table. "Get me anudder, Shamus!" She says, her words slurring a little. You shake your head. No matter how fast she could drink, Melody was still quite the lightweight. Drinking **** was no problem for her. Holding it was another matter all together.

"Fuckin' Keith." She says eventually. "I'm supposta be at a fanshy resteraunt right now, not in some bar gettin' drunk."

"So what happened?" You ask her, trying to pry out some information.

"That bashtard had the nerve to show up with a blonde bimbo on his arm!"

"Wait, wait." You say, trying to keep up with the conversation. "He cheated on you?"

"Yesh! Multiple times! And when I got there, he told me he was breakin' up with me. He wash leavin' me for that slut!"

"Jackass." You respond, shaking you head.

"I know! Now these fanshy clothes are wet an' ruined and I ended up wearin' a thong fer nuttin'." She started to drink her second large glass of ****. You nervously glance around the bar. Several lecherous and shady characters had turned to look at her when she mentioned her underwear and you silently hope you don't have to fend anyone off with your umbrella. You're not exactly the Penguin.

"Sorry to hear that." You sigh. "I knew he was bad news."

"I'm such an' idiot." She groans, slamming her head onto the bar. "I'm pathetic."

"No you're not." You say quickly. "Keith has the problem, not you."

"I shoulda seen through him." She continued. "Seen the real jerk."

"Well, you know who he really is now."

"Yeah." Melody nods. "Thanks for comin' out with me tonight. It means a lot to me."

"It's cool. What are friends for?" You shrug and finish off your mug. A familiar, but not unwelcome, tingling sensation surges through your body.