Never one to hold her liquor well, another element of her irresistability to some men, Nikki began to feel drowsy.
She grabbed her stomach, leaning forward, and she promptly fell forward, passed out.
Terri leaned in to catch her, grinning like the madwoman that, in theory, she had become.
Mary yelled for Kim, and then looked at Terri dragging Nikki to the couch. "How'dja know she'd fall forward, Terr?" she asked.
Kim answered Terri's question for her, the last cloud of smoke from her cigarrette escaping her mouth, she pointed at Nikki's chest. "She's top-heavy."
Mary grinned.
"Mary?" Terri asked, tying Nikki's mouth.
"Yeah?"
"Go grab the other potions..."
Kim grinned wide.