Tonight's gonna be a terrible/good night: Baijiu edition

Some parents invited me to their home for hotpot. They then poured out an entire bottle of Chinese baijiu. I already had a battle plan to disguise how much I'm actually drinking, as tonight there is no way I will be able to keep up with the fathers at the table. They just now pointed me out for drinking too slowly. You wouldn't blame me if you could smell this stuff.

I'll keep running updates on what happens during dinner. Should be interesting.