Boozers and Hypers (Play exerpt)

The setting is in the lounge at a party featuring a few friends of around the age of teenagers or young adults.

Tilipsy and Fuddly are talking while sat on one of the sofas. Fuddly is trying to keep one eye on events and make sure no one makes a mess in the lounge.
Tilipsy: Look at Dfatum over there, he hasn't touched a drop.
Fuddly: Well, he has had one of those greeny things that Culter made.
Culter hearing his name pipes up.
Culter: They're called 'Pan-Galactic-Gargle-Blasters'.
Tilipsy: Yeah, whatever, it doesn't really count.
Fuddly: He did chug it down in one gulp without a flinch. Something about it being pleasant.
Culter: He said it made him feel nice and warm.
Fuddly: The way he drank it wasn't it weird?
Tilipsy: He does everything weird.
Fuddly: He is weird.
Intoxherd sways over, worse for wear and all too emotional.
Intoxherd: This partys great Fuddly, its great that theres lots of booze. Though Dfatum isn't drinking of course. I'm going for another can.
Fuddly: Off you go then.
Intoxherd: Anyone going to join me? Anyone want to come with me? Or are you all going to stay here because you hate me?
Tilipsy: Its just a few steps, go by yourself.
Intoxherd sways off to the kitchen.
Culter: That got rid of him.
Tilipsy: Good riddance.
Fuddly: I guess I'll have to go and make sure he doesn't break anything.
Dfatum moves over and perches on the right arm of the other sofa with a coke in one hand.
Dfatum: Well, well, aren't we all having a wonderful time. All enjoying ourselves. All drinking ad laughing. Drink, drink, drink. Its all we need.
Culter: You need to have a drink.
Dfatum: I'm drinking a drink, I like Coke. Why would I want to have alcohol and slow my actions and reactions?
Fuddly returns, with Intoxherd swaying in tow with another can of booze.
Dfatum: If anything I want to be faster. I want to be hyper.
Fuddly: "You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on."
Dfatum: Lie on the celing and hang on, thats what being hypers like.
Intoxherd: Being drunk makess you say more and more ssociable.
Dfatum: As if you ever have anything intelligenrt to say when you're sober let alone when you're drunk.
Intoxherd: You only say gibberish, you only say nonsense.
Dfatum: Its not nonsense, you just understand it. You have your way, I have my way lets leave it at that.
Intoxherd: I'll leave it at that if you have a drinkk.
Dfatum merely rolls his eyes and drinks his Coke.