Rey has been drinking a bit, too, despite her general distaste for anything that makes her feel less herself. But at least by now she's worked out just how much will put her to sleep without leaving her ill the next morning.

This girl, on the other hand, looks like she's in the middle of making really bad decisions, possibly without even realizing it. Rey has been half-listening sympathetically until she really registers that telltale hazy look and slurred speech of someone who's definitely had enough. She slides a glass of water toward the girl with a sympathetic smile.

"Here, drink this next, or you're going to really regret everything in a few hours."