Mike was very enthusiastic and would not stop drinking with us. I did not mind, but I was worried that Cecilia might not be able to handle the alcohol. To my surprise, she never refused a drink from Mike, and they both drank together. Although they were only drinking beer, I still felt ashamed by my own low tolerance of alcohol.
Cecilia boiled enoki mushrooms and kept putting them in Mike's bowl. The level of enthusiasm made me feel somewhat jealous. Soon, Mike finished eating all the enoki mushrooms in his bowl.
Halfway through the meal, Cecilia, whose face was red, stood up and slammed her hand against the table. "It's not fun to drink from a cup. Let's drink from a bottle instead!"
Mike also stood up. "Okay. Let's do it!" He picked up two unopened bottles of beer. The two of them the
