"Yeah, 'fun' is definitely not how I would describe it." Screaming obscenities and accusations at her superior, throwing a wild punch because she just couldn't think anymore, nope. Not anything she'd want to repeat.

"You know, I had to beg them to tell me? I don't know if they would have otherwise. She said she was 'going to', but I doubt that." She leaned back in her seat, tipping her glass slightly and looking at how much was left. "I'm glad I know, though."

Her tone was softer and more vulnerable then she would have liked, and she downed the rest and distracted herself by waving down the bartender for another. In fact, she asks him to leave the whole bottle. They'll need it.