Ophelia's laughing too hard to take her cup back immediately, with her face scrunched up in obvious glee. "You're such a baby," she squeals delightedly, finally relieving JD of the drink. Even as the laughter subsides she's still smiling at JD with huge, pink cheeks.

"So tough until you have to have some—" She stops and looks into her cup, squinting. "Way too much vodka, not enough shitty juice." She immediately takes a drink of her own, pressing her lips right where JD's landed.