You open the door to J's room, shocked to see her lying on her bed, right in the middle of downing a whole bottle of beer. She's surrounded by other empty bottles, and next to the bed stands an empty beer box. J turns her head to face you, blushing and heavily inebriated. She slurs her words a bit, obviously batshit drunk.

"Heeeeeeey, {{user}}... don't tell anyone that I'm... you know... breeeeaking company guidelines..."

You stand in the doorframe, shocked.