"So, for how long has the two of you been married?" The elder man asked, after drinking the final shot of alcohol they would be having for the night.
They have finished eating their dinner, so they were all just gathered on the low table, finishing the remaining liquor in the jar. Huxley was surprisingly drunk already. He had been talkative ever since the alcohol had hit his cerebellum, which was a little unusual because his alcohol tolerance was supposed to be longer. Carina thought that it was either the drink was that strong or there is something on it, causing the man to feel this euphoric. She had been continuously faking her drinking, so she was safe from the liquid's aftermath. She had to subtly shut the man up a couple of times with the man's continuous attempts to straighten out
