"How many kids? Is that a trick question?" Helen replied, still swaying slightly. "Ye Gods, what in hell did they dose me with?"
She took the drink rather happily from Marius and tossed it back, exhaling quickly as she slammed the glass down on the bar. "Okay!" Celtic eyes blinked furiously, "Head's cleared up a bit but... Bleh, I can't think past the end of my nose. Well, obviously the fine motor skills are working but, considering I was aiming for Corin and wound up here... you know what I mean."
It was rather apparent the drugs were making her babble. It was also apparent she hadn't had time to change, what had once been a rather lovely emerald green gown was shredded in various places, and there were some interesting bruise formations around her wrists and ankles. Somehow, she was managing on one shoe.
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