Her eyes rolled as Rose hopped in the limo. She casually crossed her legs and spoke to her.

"Chere, dis isn' Canada, Rose. You ain' old enough to drink in de United States. An' even if you could, Mrs. Ramsey would 'ave my 'ead on a pike outside o' de school... or jus' melt my mind to mush. Whichever came first." She shook her head. "Look, if you are unhappy wit' de rules, den don' come. What can I say? No one is forcin' you to come on dis trip, as it is a recreation trip."