Was she drunk?

Minutes ago…

Penny uncorked a bottle of hundred-year-old wine and took a swig straight from the bottle. She hissed in satisfaction, licking her lips to savor the taste.

"Delicious! What is this? I've never had anything like this before!" she mused, checking the label before noticing the black panther waiting for her. She pursed her lips and glanced at Renny, grinning. "Blacky, you want some?"

The black panther tilted its head to the side, prompting her to chuckle.

"Kidding!" she hugged the bottle. "It's not good for you. No, no, you can't have it."

"..."

"Well, anyway…" Penny trailed off as she heard hurried footsteps approaching. Her lips curled downward as she crooked a finger to signal Renny to come closer.