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Katie:

Shot Count: six.

"More!" Katherine clamored, slamming her shot glass on the counter. The barman turned around, setting aside the napkin he was just using to clean, and came to attend to Katherine's order.

Make that the seventh shot of whiskey.

"I…wa— I want vodka." She slurred, changing her order and I immediately faced her with urgency. She has to be kidding me