"So, what do you like about me, Alessandra?"
"Nice one but I am not drunk to answer that. Are you sure you are not an alcoholic, Edgar? You seem to be completely fine. When you're in your study, are you just drinking large amounts of alcohol?" Alessandra asked.
"No. I usually have one glass of something strong. You on the other hand appear to be slightly drunk. Good to know we found your limit. That's enough," he carefully took her glass before she could take another sip.
"Hey! I do not feel drunk. You cannot just," Alessandra hiccuped and covered her mouth as it startled her. "That means nothing. You cannot just declare yourself the winner. Give me back my glass."
"No," Edgar replied and leaned sideways to place the glass far out of her reach.
"Edgar, give me back the glass or face the consequences. I am giving you until the count of five to give me it back. One," Alessandra began to count. "Two."
"And what exactly do you intend to do-"
