C130 Am I Really Drunk

As soon as he opened the key and entered the room, Lisa kept muttering to herself.

"Drink, drink."

"First love, fart, and sweet. What kind of bullshit love is that? Don't be silly."

Then she sneered.

"Lisa, you're drunk." I said, and then she turned back to stare at me.

"I'm drunk?"

"Am I really drunk?"

[Am I really drunk?] She kept emphasizing these words.

"Yes, you're drunk." I said