The Bartender shrugged, it looks like she wasn't really there to... Take care of the whole drunk business, not yet at least; as it looks like the drinking might have been heavy at points, but it had yet to yield to any disastrous results on it's own. Perhaps it was for the best though, given the state of things at times... She wasn't quite equipped to break up the sort of fights that had occurred here before.
Cinder Fall
(Geh, too tired to make a gif right now so it's just text today >.>)
Cinder raised a brow, she had honestly expected this to be some sort of practical joke... And to have to quickly burn up any residue the drink had left behind, but all it really did was, make her puff smoke for a bit, and... ... That stupid headache was gone, well whaddaya know.
Though, now that she could think clearer, she seemed a bit... Distant again, without the heavy influence of alcohol to loosen her tongue, she seemed to have... Returned to normal, for the most part.
"Not. A. Word." She said coldly...
Most likely referring to the whole thing with her hangover, though it normally wouldn't have been a big deal... That look in her eyes clearly meant business; perhaps it was more to do with her ramblins while she had been drunk more than anything... And judging from the size of the pile of shotglasses that had been around earlier on, it had taken her quite the dose.