Two Eyes Cenote girls night out

Maybe it was the logic the stranger spoke in to existence, or the familiar twang of her accent, but Redbird felt herself begin to subdue as she ate and ate; her belly roiled with discomfort for all that had been imbibed. Her lips smacking, her tongue stained red and purple from berries; she cleared all the flavors from her palate by downing some cactus juice, then let out an echoing burp.

Ahaha! Keep 'em comin' then! Anyone thinks they can drink me unner'a table, let's have at it! I'll whoop yer ass! Her challenge brayed from her, with some guests catching wind of it and glaring, or murmuring about the lack of decorum. Redbird swayed towards the helper and said, Yew wanna go? Hm? Or ain't yew allowed?