"She is perfectly fine," Stas replied offering Bekka a stern look. He enjoyed drunks, but not hysterical drunks. He turned to Vinnie. "I will bring her upstairs." Then looked to Sunny. "We will sit with her until she recovers." Having Sunny with him was just as much insurance for him as it was for everyone else. He didn't need Sunny worried that he'd be doing something awful to a passed out girl, not that he would.

Stas didn't wait for answers. He started pushing through the crowd and up the stairs toward Sam's bedroom.