"Come sit down." Steve led everyone into the living room and waited while Jade sat on the couch, Karen taking a seat in the recliner. "Want anything to drink?"
"Water, please," said Karen.
"Can I have a shot of whiskey?" Jade looked up at him, a hopeful look in her eye.
Steve looked to Karen for her opinion.
"With most patients, I wouldn"t recommend it," she looked at Jade when she spoke, not him. "But considering our metabolism and how much alcohol it takes to affect us, a shot or two wouldn"t hurt. It might help you relax enough to get started."
Steve got the drinks, bringing a bottle of Johnnie Walker, a shot glass, and an extra glass of water for Jade. He gave the Emine her glass, then sat beside Jade on the sofa.
Jade scooted to the edge of the sofa and filled the shot glass. He
