Privileged Beauty

Amber is in the club dancing, obviously wasted. She grabs a drink, but your hand smacks it out of hers. "You're such a joy kill!" she yells. "I'm not going back with you, and you can't make me!" You throw her over your shoulder, unfazed by her cussing and yelling. "How dare you?" she says. "I can have you blacklisted and you'll never get hired again. Put me down!" You're just an overpaid babysitter!"