Kokoro honestly kinda got caught up in this whole thing, but ya know, that made sense. She uh, she was probably pretty drunk judging from how hot her face felt. Was Keiko- Oh
, hm, well she didn't expect that, but she also didn't really put any stop to it, and honestly, she probably did more than a little bit to encourage it. Just gotta, um, teach her right.
"What'd I think? It, uh... Yeah, it was sweet."
Drinking down the last of her shochu, figuring she was already far enough into this that she didn't need to stop drinking now, Kokoro's gaze couldn't quite find any one particular place worth looking at. She'd look away, back to Keiko, at her empty glass, Keiko again, basically everywhere and anywhere. Taking a very deep breath to try and get herself together, Kokoro watched the other girl continue with her amazake.
"You, um... You wanna get out of here? T-to bring back that receipt?"
Kokoro felt it strangely important that she specify that last sentence, though she wasn't sure why. They were just two girls. She didn't like girls, after all.