"Very unsettling, but we really don't have any choice."

She sighed and just eyed the bottle as Ryoko spoke. She was right, the smell was making her own mouth taste like rotting flesh. Washu might have to take a few sips herself.

"I'll believe that when I see it. From what I've seen you have very little control when it comes to alcohol Little Ryoko. I doubt that bottle will last the next two hours."