[Juneberry]

"Wait... You want me to get drunk?" He looked at the other quizzically. "I don't really see how that would help with those two in particular....Unless you want them to worry- which my sister may or may not do... Well, actually, she's a worry wart. She would even if she does hate me." Shawn laughed, reluctantly calling the bartender for a shot of some sort of alcohol. "But what's the plan? I don't really see this as a plan yet...Mind filling me in?"