Drink with your family, drink with your friends

Sparrow tossed Gil a bottle as soon as his paws hit the ground. He said please tell him it was good news and it was... sorta. "Well, both." Sparrow downed some alcohol, maybe she only had one chance to get drunk, who knew. "Good news: Found the bitch. Bad news: Her name is Ruby Imp." Sparrow eyed Gil as she took another sip. If the pale man was right, they had slept together and all that. Sparrow settled onto her haunches, levelling her eyes with her best friend's. She thought about her next words carefully, then decided to just say it anyway, "So, explain... Am I murdering your girlfriend?" She wasn't asking for permission. She was going to kill Ruby. It would be easier if Gil had no qualms about it, but even if he did, the end result didn't change.