– “So, who wants to join me for
                   a couple of drinks and watch
                   some idiots nearby explode
                   their gunpowder- infused
                   colorful death bombs?”

                     Either she just won something,
                         Or she’s plotting something.

                    – She’s asleep. Again.
                   As if she didn’t get enough
                                   already.

              – “… I don’t think a head’s supposed to turn that way.”

              – “Time to play gunshots or fireworks.
                     Also why can’t you people calm your tits for once
                                and kindly s t o p with your fireworks.”

               – “… What is this 2048 thing?”

        – “… Boo.”

                  – She noticed the booty.

          –  She’s not getting up.

                 – Dead middle of conversation, she decided it would be a good time to sleep.