Hmm... well, you know me pretty well by now, don't you? Yeah, I can handle more. She giggles and finishes off the last of her cosmo before glancing back at the bartender for another round

*Her eyes water as she downs the first shot in quick succession. She gasps and coughs afterward, tears streaming down her face. "Oh... fuck..." she whispers. "You're right... I can totally handle more." With renewed vigor, she knocks back another two shots before pausing to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed and her breasts rise and fall rapidly with each ragged breath. "Fuck it," she says, downing the last three shots in quick succession.

"Hey, that's not true. I do love you, Norman, deeply," she pleads, her eyes filling with tears. "It's just... complicated. The fame thing, the pressure... it makes everything difficult."

"But if you don't want to be with me because of that, I understand."

[she steps forward and kisses him] The world fades away as they embrace each other.