"Miss, shall we drink together?" These two men were fairly young and didn't look bad.
Much better than that fat man from earlier, and most importantly, their eyes weren't leering, which Donna didn't mind.
"OK," she smiled, gesturing for the bartender to bring drinks, then really began to drink with them.
The men hadn't realized Donna could hold her liquor so well. After downing a bottle, the men were already swaying unsteadily, while the woman showed no reaction except for her cheeks turning a bit redder, and remained completely clear-headed.
"Useless men!" Donna sneered, waving her hand to directly push the man on her left away.
The men, seeing the woman so fierce, didn't dare to linger and left stumbling, utterly embarrassed.
Donna glanced at their backs, sneered coldly, paid the bill, jumped off the high swivel chair, and turned to walk out of the nightclub.
