"Whoa," she said, her voice suddenly looser. "That's... that's really stroooong..."
Julian laughed, recognizing the signs immediately. Apparently, Starfall Ambrosia had more than just a pleasant taste.
And Tessa, from the looks of it, was a lightweight.
"Are you all right?" Julian asked.
Tessa set the glass down carefully, then gripped the edge of the bar to steady herself.
"M'fine," she slurred slightly. "Jus'... wow. That's some fuckin'... that's some serious shit right there."
Julian's eyebrows rose. The polite, professional girl from moments ago had just cursed casually.
"Maybe you should sit down," he suggested.
"Pffft, sit down," Tessa waved her hand dismissively. "I am a professional, Mr. Julian. I can handle m'liquor jus' fine."
She tried to pick up a glass to polish it and nearly dropped it, catching it at the last second.
"See? Perfec'ly fine."
Julian was trying very hard not to laugh. One tiny sip had gotten her this drunk? This was genuinely amusing.
