Kenzi tossed up her hands in glee and smiled as Nancy drew her inside. It was warm in her flat and Kenzi was totally not visiting her because she wanted more booze with friends instead of by herself.

"It's me! I'm drunk!"

Kenzi didn't even have the sense (or she just didn't care right now) to realize that Nancy looked particularly tired. Or beat up. Not yet at least. She wobbled unsteadily on her platform heels to the couch before flopping down onto it and giggling at the room spinning above her.

"If by tea you mean wine? Then, yes please."