Anita snagged the mug from him with her other hand - a motion that seemed as natural as brushing hair to her.

"Your da knows everything," she shot back, and chugged down a generous amount before shoving it back at Noah. "Who's money did you use for that beer, and WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"

There was a much wilder look in her eyes than there ever was properly drunk. She must have just woken up.