Ok 
Axelle scowled at the list of words meaning ‘happy.’ They started out simple, but as he continued he began getting carried away and they became increasingly bigger, and some she didn’t even understand, but got the gist that they had something to do with ‘happy.’ She stared down at the drugs. They were little, blue pills. She’d never seen anything like them before, and wondered if she should go through with this.
She shifted into Optime form, and picked the small bag up with her clawed fingers. She opened the Ziploc and took one pill out. She held it in her palm, and waited for J’adore to hand her the bottle of vodka so she could swallow it easily. For little pills they probably could get lodged in one’s throat easily. She looked at him quietly and watched him drink the vodka.
So, they will make us extremely ecstatic, you say?
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