Cordy had seen 'that' alright.
It really hurt her eyes to see it; she needed to wash them when she got home.
"So I wasn't imagining it?" Zoe's face turned paler.
While Cordy and Quinn were both left perplexed, Zoe panickily tugged on Cordy's sleeve. "He must have some grudge that keeps him here to rise from the grave like that! That's why he's haunting us… Come on, we have to visit his grave right this instant!"
"Visit whose grave?" Cordy was perplexed, suddenly realizing that Zoe was operating on a completely different wavelength from herself.
Was Zoe really that drunk?
"His grave, of course!" Zoe said solemnly. "He must be getting lonely."
"What… Oh?!"
Cordy yelped as Zoe started dragging her away. Her body was already aching from the fall just now, and her ankles were swollen.
And now, she was getting dragged unceremoniously around by Zoe!
Next time…
No, there wouldn’t be a next time. She was never drinking with them again, but if she had to, she wouldn’t get drunk!
Restraint seemed out of the question whenever they get drunk!
On the other hand, Quinn was shocked by Zoe reacting as if she was possessed—how much did the girl drink that she was no longer making sense of?!
"Slow down, Zoe!"
Disregarding her terrible headache, she promptly gave chase while feeling dizzy, despite retaining an iota of sobriety.
At the same time, Zoe was moving so fast that Cordy felt like she was floating.
Soon they were out of the restaurant, and Zoe managed to stop a taxi.
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