I was wondering about that too. Or at least I was before I had that drink.

[She'll just glance over at the empty shot glass again, almost as if she expects it to refill itself or attack or do something else completely ridiculous that ends in her being a crying mess again.]

It's a bit strange, but I'm glad they stopped there. Any more and it could've been a bit much for some.

[Not her, she seems a little amused by the thought. But it just wasn't to be apparently. Now where was she? Oh right, the shoes.]

Ah, but I can't really think of a reason to take shoes. Not unless they're particularly fond of them.