"And what about that guy on the dance-floor!"

Those were the first words Sacha heard when she returned from work on Friday, still feeling a little dusty after having only got about four hours sleep the night before - and most of that drunk, judging by the dreams she'd had. Hannah and Shelly, not surprisingly, hadn't been up when she'd left for work in the morning, and by the sounds of it now Shelly was still here. Sacha walked into the sitting-room to find what she'd expected to find: Shelly and Hannah delightedly re-enacting the dance-moves of a particular guy they'd seen the previous night. Their synchronisation was out: they were laughing too hard. A mostly-empty bottle of wine was on the table in front of them, but Sacha couldn't see any glasses.

"Oh my god, Sacha" Hannah said, when Sacha entered the room. She was still laughing uncontrollably between words. "Do you remember that guy? Last night?"

"I remember" Sacha nodded, smiling wryly like a young teacher watching over exuberant children.

"Have some wine!" Hannah said. "We're too drunk to finish it."

"I'd was gonna make myself some tea, actually" Sacha replied.

"Wine!" Hannah insisted.

"Hey . . ." Shelly tapped Hannah eagerly on the arm. "What d'you think tea would taste like with wine in it?" Hannah and Sacha both looked at her in astonishment. "I'm gonna try it" Shelly said.

Five minutes later, a little reluctantly, Sacha was pouring Shelly a cup of tea. Shelly duly poured a slug of wine into the cup, and tentatively sipped it. Hannah and Sacha watched eagerly for the verdict. "I think I'm gonna puke" Shelly said. But she didn't, and she finished the cup with time.

"Sacha, you gotta finish the wine now" Hannah said, eyeing what little was left in the bottle. "I'm worried what she's gonna do with it next."

"Coffee!" Shelly demanded.

"You finish it" Sacha said to Hannah.

Hannah shrugged. "All right." She took the bottle and necked it, knocking back the remainder of the wine in one gulp. Suddenly she remembered something. "And the elbows!" she declared loudly. "He was waving his elbows up around his ears!" And again she started mimicking the dancing style of the man from the night before, and Shelly joined in and they were both cackling again. Sacha looked at the two of them through the steam rising off the top of her tea, trying to make sense of them. Eventually, watching them and also thinking back to the man last night, she shook her head, and smiled.