It's not as good as your music.

[Arelen growled at herself, made a face, and downed most of the sweet drink.]

Sorry. I need to just... [She went ahead and finished the rest of it.]

Maybe I should just go home. I can... totally... get up and walk.

[And she slooooowly stood up, then took a tentative step, looking like (and feeling like) she was walking a tightrope.]

Totally. No problem...

[Except not. Those stilettos she's wearing sure aren't helping. Mayday mayday she's goin' down!]