Bottle was over. Anyone could say that after one bottle of wine human is going to be drunk. Not really. One bottle of wine isn't enough to be drunk for this young woman. She could think clearly, speak correctly and control her actions.
She saw how Clif slowly arrived to those two. 'Good job. I'd better don't join. But I need to hide somehow and watch. But how'¦'
The chat already started. 'Oh, right. I found the way'
She hit the table, jumped and shouted something. After that, she slowly fell down back to chair and sang:
Fifteen man on da dead man's chest
Yohoho, and da bottle of rum'¦
All who were in pub looked at her. - Poor wom'n. Seems this girl drank so much.
Her face was on cold table. She opened one eye and looked at Clif. 'Now it's better. I can see anything happening here'
