"Seriously? Fuck, how- how do you focus on anything with this much sugar in you?"

Ellie curiously lifts the glass, looking at the sheer size of it, the depth. Of course it doesn't stop her from plunking it back down on the vinyl-covered tabletop and going back to it. Ellie locks her eyes on Clarisse a second later, her eyes softening until-

Well. Brainfreeze. Ellie clamps her eyes shut, scrunching her face.

"Ow, son of a bitch."