The woman smirked
:Because real friends learn who i am. And then they die:
The woman put the cube on the table, seemingly oblivious to how menacing her previous statement was, and a small glass orb struck out from the top of it. A blue light scanned Shizuma up and down before returning back into the cube. It pulsed light blue for a moment.
:Oh: The woman said with a smile. :It likes you:
For the first time, the woman noticed steve sitting at a nearby table. She giggled slightly.
:Your friend isn't feeling so good, is he?: She said, pulling out a small box. Flicking it open, she removed a small blue-and-white pill.
:Here, give him this. It is a mild sedative. It might not actually remove the alcoholic toxin, but it will dull the headache, and stop him from vomiting or passing out again...just don't let him drink anymore:
Placing the pill in Shizuma's hand, the woman sat her head on the palms of her hands, watching the occupants of the bar with hawk-like observance.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.