Unpacking (new edited version)

While they were gone, Scarlett poured herself a glass of whatever Matias and William were drinking. She downed the glass like it was a shot. James picked up the bottle and read the label.

"Easy on there, Scarlett, don't get too drunk now. This stuff is mega strong whiskey." James said slowly as he read the bottle.

"It's just whiskey, I'll be fine. Do you want one?" Scarlett asked.

"No, I don't drink whiskey," James said, shaking his head. 

"Why? Too strong for you? Are you a fruity drink guy?" Scarlett mocked.

"No, I just don't drink whiskey. Don't like the taste of it." James shrugged.

"Bet you are." Scarlett joked,

"I just don't like the taste of it. It's not that I don't like it, it's more the taste of it." James explained.

"Fair enough. I can accept that." Scarlett laughed. 

James Laughed to himself before shaking his head at Scarlett.