"Probably." She admits. "But I'll be fast while I'm doing it, dammit!" She says, eliciting another burst of laughter as she holds her hand out for the bottle again.
River waved back, downing the last of the bottle of rum as she walked to the fridge to find something else, before going back to her seat near the shop entrance, practically crashing back down on the chair.
River's commotion attracted a lot of attention, as a purple haired doctor slouching on a couch nearby took interest in the red haired girl, and strode to a chair near her, then took a seat next to her.
"You're liver isn't appreciating what you're doing to it, I'll have you know." the purple haired woman lectured River.
"Yeah, well, it needs it's excersise too, can't let it feel lonely. You want some?" River says, taking a long draught before holding it out to the other woman.
"No, thank you. Last time I got drunk with another woman- Never mind. Just remember that it's me who suffers as well if you hurt yourself. So," she began, taking the bottle, and keeping it, "That's why you shouldn't be so hasty to destroy yourself."
"Don't worry so much, I promise not to get alcohol poisoning, so you don't have to deal with me, alright?" She says slowly, making sure to enunciate each word carefully. "By the way, I'm River, nice to meetcha."
"Look, no offense, I'm sure you're great at your job at all, but I don't think being drunk is a good enough reason to go see the doctor. Last time I was in the hospital, I could lick my own elbow, alright?"
"You're not seeing the doctor, the doctor is seeing you." Handing the bottle back to River, she adds, "I've lost a couple friends to this poison, and I'd rather not lose another, much more so since I've just met you."
River softened a bit, taking a sip instead of a swig this time.
"Look, I'm not going to drink so much that I'll get alcohol poisoning, I'm just... Drinking, all right? I don't make this a habit, it's just a bit of a special occasion. I plan on lvivng a long and healthy life, and to hell what anyone else thinks!" She says, glaring at the ceiling for a moment before continuing. "Sorry bout that, you sure you don't want to join me?"
"... Fine, but I'm going to hate myself for this if it happens again..."
Violet exhales a little, sounding angry, but then accepts River's invitation, taking the bottle, and drinking a little more than a light weight should drink from that kind of drink...
"Ugh!" she spats after swallowing the poison, "How horrid!"
River just chuckled a little, dragging herself out of her seat and back to the fridge.
"Yeah, you should probably have something a bit lighter..." She says as she rummaged through the fridge, bringing back a tall glass of what looked like soda after a moment. She passes it over and smiles, taking another sip from her bottle and sitting back down rather heavily. "It's called a Barmaid's Root Beer," she explains. "It's rougly one-third Kahlua and the rest Pepsi, you tongue shouldn't complain about that one!"
River chuckled, reaching over to pat Violet on the shoulder.
"Whoa there, looks like that first swig you had of mine is kicking in pretty fast! Have another sip of yours, even it out a little. It has about half the kick of a can of beer in that entire glass, you should be fine." She says easily.