"Fine, whatever. Sixty-forty. Or something like that." It was amusing, "fighting" with him over someone else's stuff. Probably came from the two of them ignoring the fact that he was gone in the first place and that that could maybe mean trouble, for all they knew. Way to go, guys. She pointed a finger at him, barely keeping from fighting off a smirk. "And when he comes back, I'll tell him it was your idea."

Well, if not knowing the booze was part of the game, then she'd just have to take it and run with it. Bring it on, Joker.

"Party with two people. Right." She laughed a bit though, shook her head as she followed him into the living room. "Start pouring. And don't expect me to lose, either."