Unless you went to high school way out in the sticks, I don't think there's a lot of risk of that. [She says with a shrug, taking another sip.

And then blinking. And rubbing her eyes.] Okay, it's the weirdest thing, but every time I don't actually look at you, in my peripheral vision I swear you look like him.

Geez, is this what being drunk feels like? How'd this ever take off!