Sarah Shelby's eyes were glazed over, and her hand holding the glass seemed weak—clear signs that she'd had too much to drink.
Chloe Grant, standing beside her, gave her a few nudges and called out, "Sarah Shelby? Sarah?"
Sarah looked at her, her gaze hazy. "Who are you?" she asked.
"You don't even recognize me?" Chloe Grant said, waving a hand in front of her eyes.
"Stop waving… What are you waving for? You're making me… wanna puke…" Sarah raised her hand to swat Chloe's away, but her eyes couldn't focus, and she missed every time she tried.
Chloe Grant shrugged. "Take a better look. Who am I?"
Sarah actually squinted at her for a moment, then frowned. "Chloe Grant? What, you… trying to bully Clara again? I'm telling you, don't even think about it! Go on, get away from me, don't bother me…"
