"My mother said that when you drink too much, you become clingy, and even held my brother saying you wanted a kiss. When my brother wouldn't give in, you got upset and had this look of utter distress on your face," Peter Gingery was beside himself with laughter. "I really should've come back with you all last night. My parents knew that I was with you guys, right downstairs, yet didn't bother to call me. I missed such a great show for nothing."
"Me?" Jane Sampson wore a 'are you freaking kidding me' expression, pointing at her nose incredulously, "Me, clingy when drunk? How's that even possible?"
"How's that not possible!" Peter Gingery shouted, "My mom said the moment you saw her, you opened your arms wide and said, 'Auntie, hug me,' then clung onto my mother, rubbing against her just like a little kitten."
