Drinking Laws Under the Table

[Deskfan45]

"Uhhh, I got my hair done since then."

Still being too young to drink, Skylar Jones often had a few tricks under her sleeve when it came to buying alcohol. Tonight however, her tricks hadn't worked, as the bartender was able to see through the ID she'd taken out of some chick's wallet. "Ma'am, please order a non-alcoholic drink or leave." The man groaned, growing frustrated with Skylar. "Come on, it's me, promise! Just sell me some whiskey!" Sky said, trying to use her usual charisma, but it was getting her nowhere. She'd likely have to walk across town and try her luck at another bar.

Skylar

[Ichi]

A faint smile spread across Méi's face as she overheard Skylar's futile attempts to persuade the bartender. Méi took a sip of wine as she watched Skylar out of the corner of her eye. Then, after watching for a little while, Méi opened her purse and appeared to rummage around for something.

"[Skylar, this not America. You can't do that!]" said Méi in heavily accented English as she got up from her booth. Méi walked towards Skylar and the bartender with a cat-like gait. "My apologies. She is with me," revealed Méi as she set her purse on the counter, angling the opening towards the bartender.

The bartender took a quick glance at Méi's purse before sighing. "Understood. But if she causes any damage, you're paying for it," the bartender conceded.

"Thank you. And put her drinks on my tab." Méi told the bartender before Méi turning towards Skylar. "You may get whatever you wish---even drinks off of the top shelf, should you desire."

Méi's Appearance

[Deskfan45]

Skylar was just about to bite the bullet and leave before she heard a woman address her in English. "[Eh? How do you know-]" She saw the woman, and froze. She could swear she'd never met this girl, and yet she seemed so familiar. That condescending smirk, that long black hair... Wait a minute! Skylar DID know this girl! She was an online acquaintance of hers, Mei Li. As Mei negotiated with the bartender, the brunette smiled. "Thanks."

After ordering three bottles of whiskey, Skylar would sit down at Mei's booth, and immediately begin guzzling her drink. "I owe ya one. Heh." She chuckled, though if Mei expected Skylar to pay her back for this in a monetary sense she was shit outta luck. "Cool running into you in person."

[Ichi]

Méi watched on in amusement as Skylar guzzled her drink like some teenager who had never had alcohol before. This will be amusing, thought Méi as she took a bite of her salad.

"It certainly is interesting running into you," replied Méi with a faint smile on her face. "Now, I will cover the cost of the drinks. Feel free to get whatever you want. However, in return..." Méi paused, her face suddenly turning deadpan serious. "I expect to be serviced later." Underneath the table, Méi slightly spread her legs while giving a subtle downwards glance. "Surely you must know what I mean, right?" stated Méi as she shifted her gaze to look directly at Skylar.

[Deskfan45]

As Skylar heard Mei's request, her cheeks went red. She was to pay the girl back with sexual favors. She looked at Mei, and grew even more red. Only knowing her on the internet, Sky had looked minimally at the girl's appearance, only knowing enough to spot her in public. Here, however, she had a good view of Mei's face and curves, and she was gorgeous. She had long, silky black hair, large breasts, and beautiful red eyes.

Sky shook it off. Knowing Mei, she was certainly trying to get a reaction out of her, and she refused to give that. "Heh, sure, why not." She chuckled. Though, the color of her face would make it clear to Mei that she was getting somewhere.

[Ichi]

     Eyes like a serpent, Méi watched Skylar's reaction intently. Méi smirked as Skylar's face flushed red in response to her demand. Truth be told, Méi somewhat preferred face-to-face interaction over online interaction—the latter lacked nonverbal cues, making it more difficult to read people. No such problem was experienced in the current situation, however: Skylar was like an open book.
     "Heh, sure, why not."
     That statement piqued Méi's interest. The statement was incongruous with Skylar's other behaviors. It was quite clear to Méi that Skylar was bothered by her sexual demand. Yet, Skylar tried to play it off casually.
     Méi smiled. Guess she's not an idiot, she thought. It appeared that Skylar knew that Méi was trying to get a reaction, and that Skylar was trying to adjust accordingly—albeit, Skylar's other reactions stymied that effort. How cute, thought Méi as watched Skylar's discomfort.
     "Hmmm? And you claim to be straight," teased Méi as she casually raised her hand into the air, forming what looked to be a stop signal, seemingly directed at no one in particular. Then, Méi's hand reached for her wine glass and she took a sip of wine.
     "[You not Sky-lar Jones, you Bi-lar Jones!]" exclaimed Méi in English as loudly as she could without disturbing the other patrons. A smug smile adorned Méi's face as she said that.
     Méi was curious to see how Skylar would react. Would she take it as a joke? Punch her in the face? Regardless of what Skylar decided to do, Méi would likely be entertained.

[Deskfan45]

Skylar tapped her foot. Playing it off casually had done nothing to deter Mei. As the girl started taunting her, the brunette's short temper was nearing it's end. "Gh, I am straight!" She hissed. "I just agreed to that since you did something for me!"

Skylar sighed. It was best to avoid losing her temper further, lest she embarrass herself. "Anyway, how've you been?" She asked, taking another swig of whiskey.

[Ichi]

     Méi giggled at Skylar's irritated objection. To Méi, getting under people's skin was like a puzzle—and seeing Skylar get worked up was like solving part of a puzzle. A reward for Méi's efforts.
     But it seemed like Skylar was reaching her limit. Méi knew that if she pushed Skylar further, there was a chance that Skylar would leave. Or punch her in the face. And Méi was not about to end the fun prematurely.
     "I have been fine," stated Méi in a deadpan manner. Then, Méi caught a glimpse at the whiskey bottle that Skylar was drinking, and a smirk slowly appeared on Méi's face. "It is not every day that I buy a drink worth more than four-hundred thousand yen for someone I barely know." Right as she was finishing that sentence, Méi swiftly pulled out her iPhone from her purse. What followed was a flurry of taps and swipes. Within the span of twenty seconds, Méi had pulled up the following tweet:

The tweet

     "Yamazaki Mizunara, 2017 edition," remarked Méi, showing Skylar the screen. "Same as what you are drinking right now. It can go for over three grand in US dollars. How Eiji Matsumoto ostensibly manages to afford that is beyond me." Méi began to giggle again, before taking another sip of wine. "So maaaaybe, he's a liar~"

[Deskfan45]

Skylar nearly did a spit take as Mei stated the price of the wine she was drinking. Four-hundred-thousand fucking yen!? For a bottle of wine!? She started to feel a little bad about ordering three bottles, but Mei seemed like she could handle it, especially given her lack of hesitation in paying for them.

She tilted her head at Mei's phone, chuckling at the tweet. "Well, writing for LAW magazine prolly brings in the big bucks." She chuckled. "Y'know, ya give off a pretty different vibe then you do on Twitter. A lot more... proper, I guess... Still kind of a bitch though." Sky said playfully.

[Ichi]

     "I am a proper bitch," replied Méi, a faint smile adorning her face. Méi began to retract her phone while turning the screen away from Skylar. "A proper bitch who could—" Méi's eyes locked onto her phone screen. "My apologies. I need to respond to this." With that, Méi began to type on her phone.
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     Meanwhile, the surrounding bar was mostly silent. Some distant conversations could just barely be heard, and no one seemed to be paying much attention to Skylar and Méi. In the background, the bartender shook a cocktail shaker. A man in the booth behind Méi got up and walked towards the bartender.
     Suddenly, Méi looked up at Skylar with a mischievous grin while sliding her phone into her pocket. "As I was saying—a proper bitch who could drink you under the table."