Yolanda got up and walked to Irene's side just then, pouring her a glass of beer while asking, "Why aren't you saying anything, Director Spencer? Is there something you can't say?"
Irene picked up the glass of grape juice nearby, saying, "I can't drink. I have to stick with juices…"
However Yolanda put a hand over hers, and spoke a little drunkenly, "You're leaving soon. Can't you spill your guts to us a little? Or maybe we're not worth that much…"
"What are you talking about?" Irene frowned, and looked around the table. "In my mind, everyone here is noble, because you all put in quiet sacrifices for the nation's medical field."
"In that case, why don't you come clean with us in these last moments you share with us?" Yolanda said as she passed her the beer. "Let's all just speak our minds today, instead of getting all tight-lipped."
As everyone watched, Irene took the beer since she really could not turn Yolanda down.
Yolanda then called for a toast, "To fate, for bringing us together."
Everyone got on their feet and clinked glasses.
Even Irene had no choice given the situation—even though she really was not supposed to drink.
Still, the alcohol really burned, and she had to put food in her mouth to ease it.
Then, Finn said, "A toast from me, Director Spencer."
Irene was speechless. "Look, Finn, I—"
"Why? Have I fallen short of expectations?" Finn asked, cutting her short before she could think of an excuse, even pressing further. "Or you're just not willing to accept my toast?"
"No, you've done very well and helped me immensely. I'm grateful," Irene said just then.
She could not reject Finn, so she had to drink again.
However, after Finn's example, everyone began to toast her consecutively.
Whenever she tried to turn them down, they would say, "You already accepted Finn's toast. Why not us? What is this partial treatment?"
Irene could not say anything against that, and eventually drank so much her head was in a daze, although she was just taking tiny sips with each toast.
"Will you miss us after you leave, Director Spencer?" Yolanda said, putting an arm over Irene's shoulder just then.
Irene nodded. "Yeah…"
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