Kenzi doesn't even react. She doesn't blink, doesn't gasp, hell she barely even looks concerned anymore. All Dean gets is a shrug as she goes to pour another shot. "Is that all? Join the club." She grins and reaches out to hold onto his arm as she tips her head back to down the shot. Kind of starting to feel this shit now.

She releases his arm and gives him a sharp pat on the shoulder, setting the glass back onto the bar a little heavily. Yep. Definitely starting to feel it.

"You know," She points at him, squeezing one eye shut, "That would explain a lot. Maybe she's out to get the both of us, bucko." Faepocalypse counts. It totally counts. "We should just join forces and beat that bitch up before she can do any damage to our awesomeness. Deal?"