[The way Lup sees it, they don't have much of a choice in telling the truth as it is anyway, so may as well just go get plastered enough that they don't have to remember any of the shit either of them say. That's a good bonding experience, right?

Toriel agrees and the elf shoots her a wide, beaming grin.] Oh, I can get real trashed on a good red, but if we're really looking to feel it, how do you like rum? I'm down for either. Just gimme like five mins to clean this up. [She gestures to the cutting board she'd been chopping at. Sure, Lup could just leave it out and Wonderland would probably disappear it eventually, but she's not in the habit of wasting food. Not after having it in such short supply for most of her life.]