"That right hand was f*****g dead," Emmett tells me as he hugged me from behind and take me upstairs while Mrs. Piernotas stands on her side crying.
"You owe me the drink! She deserved it!"
"I think you don't get used to alcohol and maybe that third drink should never have existed."
"But...let go of that...I want to keep drinking it!"
"Don't worry, you'll get a coffee as soon as we get out of here." Emmett says.
"I don't want coffee, I want my gin and tonic!"
"Of course, beautiful, you'll have your gin and tonic as soon as we're out of this pub where everyone's watching us like they're ready to rip our heads off."
"What?"
"Take her away from this pub, and she will not be able to return." Warns the security guard. But Emmett pulls out some bills and puts them in my pocket without
