"Ack!" Usagi shouts, flailing and flinging herself back from the table. Kunzite manages to catch her with his left hand, his martini held elegantly aloft with his right.

"Usako?" Mamoru asked, raising an eyebrow over his wine. "Are you all right?"

"Mamo-chan!" she says too loudly, her wide blue eyes sparkling against pink cheeks. "I was blowing bubbles in the drink."

He waits for her to continue. "...Why?"

"Because all the rum in the daiquiri is at the bottom," she says, pointing at the drink so roughly that she submerges her finger into the strawberry concoction. She doesn't notice, and Kunzite gently reaches over and wipes off the muck. "So I have to blow bubbles to get it to the top. So it's not all rum. Minako told me how."

"Uh huh," he mutters. "And the shouting was..."

"I believe some of it went into her eye," Kunzite explained smoothly.

Usagi nods fiercely. "And do you know do you know what else Minako told me? She said not turn your head to the side like this." She demonstrates, rights her head, and promptly falls out of the chair.

"Usako!" Mamoru shouts, leaping to his feet.

"I'm okay!"

Kunzite casually glances down, swirling his martini and arching an eyebrow. "I'm beginning to think getting her the daiquiri might not have been wise."

Mamoru just sighed.