Three drinks in, Celeste tottered back to her own bedroom and passed out. The next morning, her hangover was horrendous and Celeste vowed to never drink again.
By noon, Celeste had convinced herself that it was the whiskey sours that were to blame. So she used her phone to look up a good rum recipe.
Carl Ubelhauser helped Celeste sell ten of the gold coins, depositing that money into her account. He secured her a credit card and a debit card through Commerce and playfully admonished the girl to refrain from going wild in Vokine's.
"Oops! Let me guess; that was your first destination," Carl guessed when he saw his young client's face.
"I uh, well, I mean..." Celeste stammered.
"Young lady. I told you, don't go wild. I did not tell you that you couldn't go shopping there," Carl assured
