"Listen bitch, gimme gimme never gets!" Hunter growled back, her eyes narrowing slightly at the other blonde as they finally reached the bar. She ordered up a few shots for them, and a Jager bomb for the birthday girl, before handing everything out. She made sure that Mack held a shotglass in each hand, before she reached out and pulled the sunglasses off of her best friend's eyes.
"Yer inside, take that shit off, an' drink up! C'mon! It ain't free!" She informed her, tipping her glass very shortly in a sort of salute or toast of some kind, before draining it. "It's your birthday," Hunter added, already helping herself to a second whiskey shot. No chasers for her.
"Or it was.. on Tuesday. But this is damn close enough!"