Enter 2009

Radella's hand wrapped around the bottle slowly. She slowly brought it to her black lips and took a sip, she coughed suddenly and slammed the bottle down.
"That's far too weak." She said, tossing the bottle back over to him.
She noticed that the bartender had started to walk towards the security, so she grabbed an empty bottle and threw it at his back, hearing the succesful thud as it hit him.
"Don't you dare." She snarled at him.

Judas sighed.
"Enough of this. You're scaring the bartender, they'll pull you out of here by force if you don't calm yourself down, darling."

Radella smirked, "Well I was gunna get pulled out anyway just then if i let him go over to the security. Had enough trouble getting in..."

Judas smiled kindly at her.
"You can't fight all the world by yourself, you know. A life like this will only lead to violence. They won't let you in here again."

Radella had crossed her arms and put them on the table, she briefly lay her heqad on them, but pulled up with another smirk.
"Already is violent most of the time. Ah well, there's always other clubs."

Judas arched his eyebrows.
"Oh? Yes, you have a point there. Though I think you've had far too much. Don't want to pass out in a place like this, do you?"

She shook her head and laughed, "Never know where you'd wake up." You could totally tell she wasn't with it, if she'd been in her normal state of find she owuldn't have said that.
"

Judas smiled.
"Don't worry, I'll watch you and give you a piggyback ride back to the academy if you pass out. It'd be romantic, non?"
He burst into laughter, a bit buzzed.

Radella laughed, still not with it, "Oh yeah. Sure it will." She said with a smirk.

Judas smirked, winking.
"You know you'd like it. Though I wouldn't, you'd probably vomit on me, you drunk!"
He giggled.