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“Goofy juice is the simple answer. You get drunk and lose your inhibitions, some people are sad, some angry, and some are goofy when they drink enough. It’s kind of an acquired taste.”
He sets the cake and desserts on the closest surface and pulls three large jugs from seemingly nowhere before handing two of them off to Asher and Geno.
“So who’s in? First to finish then go the longest without passing out is the winner.”
“Sure. Sign me the fuck up. Might as well get drunk to celebrate my new life as the apparent warden of someone’s crazyness.”
“I just want to know what this alcohol stuff is. I think I have very vague memories of seeing it in the streets of Shanghai when young....” “What the hell is a Shanghai?” “It was a city. Keyword was. It was the first place I destroyed. I think they spoke some form of Chinese.”
Ahser shrugs, then uncorks his jug and starts chugging it. Geno starts and bites the top off of his, draining it at a truly rapid pace.
