"Nope, noooooope, nope, I am gone. That's the best thing about me, I learn my lessons toot suite." Gideon is done drinking, and done with letting her guard down. She's been stupid beyond belief to let herself lose track of the drinks she was having and what it was doing to her, and she's been even stupider to actually touch another person and think it would - what? Go well? When has touching anything ever gone well?

"Have fun figuring out what's in front of you." She says, because even a shaken and humiliated Gideon has never been able to resist one last nasty little dig as she shirks away, metaphorical tail firmly between her legs while staggering out the bar.

Gideon also makes it about twenty steps before her stomach makes up it's mind and forces a very loud evacuation of contents in the hall.