"Well," Hiri muttered to herself, "alcoholic beverages are out. Though I'm not sure what else there is to drink." She had finally found some asprin, and her headache was rapidly diminishing.
"Hmm... The floor seems a bit more stable. Perhaps a dance is in order. Now, I only have to find a partner. Sitting attractively in this chair doesn't seem to be working though, and these heels..." Again, she regretted her descision to wear the things. Slipping one off of her foot, she eyed the shoe. "I mean, really, this thing could be a weapon. At least to the wearer..."
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