A scowl rested on her face as the other spoke. It was impossible not to roll her eyes, despite an attempt to play nice for the sake of the people around them. Still, a girl could only handle so much without at least a drink in her hands. "Look, I'm not trying to be rude or whatever," though maybe Presley was at this point, "but this line of yours is pretty lame. I don't know what you're trying to accomplish aside from being laughed at for saying something like that, especially to the likes of me. You'd think you'd have learned something with all our previous interactions at some point."

After the first time, it almost seemed like drinking was simply an excuse to fall into bed with each other, but she wasn't totally complaining about it. Considering she'd never been with a woman before, she was surprised to find out how much she enjoyed it. Enjoyed her anyway. But that wasn't something she had really voiced to them aside from continuing to hook up with them whenever she got inebriated. At least until now. "So I just want to be totally honest," Bernie said to them, lips pursing. "I started seeing David again... So we should probably stop what we've been doing."