Little Chili's eyes lit up. "I can eat hometown food again."
Lily raised her glass. "Sister Chili, welcome to the team."
Little Chili set aside whatever lingering guardedness she'd had with Lily, smiled, and clinked glasses with her. "Let's all raise our glasses, to everyone making money in this game."
Kira nodded approvingly. "That's a very true sentiment."
They all drank in one go. Then all four of them looked up at each other simultaneously, cheeks already flushed from a single shot of beer. They stared at one another for a beat, then burst out laughing. People who flushed easily after drinking were usually easy to get along with. It was proof enough that birds of a feather really did flock together.
Don put food on the three girls' plates. "Eat something. Lily, you clearly can't hold your liquor, switch to soft drinks after this. We still have grinding to do this afternoon, and if you die, it won't just mean losing one level."
