"Jimmy?" Zena stared at James in a daze. Then she smiled gently, "It's you?"
"Why are you here?" James frowned.
"Me?" Zena pointed at herself and then put down her hand, "I'm here to drink, ha-ha..."
James took a deep breath and looked at Zena's dizzy face, "How much did you drink?" He didn't want to care about her at first, but he had known her for so many years. She was a woman, and she was so drunk...
It really annoyed him!
Hearing this, Zena thought about it seriously, "Hmm... Nine glasses of wine? Or over ten glasses of wine? I can't remember it."
"Let's go. I'll hail a taxi for you. Don't drink here anymore." No matter what she had done before, he could not leave her alone here. There were all kinds of people in the bar. If she really met bad people, he wouldn't feel at ease.
"No!" Zena shook her head, "I want to drink! I'm so irritated!"
"Don't drink anymore."