Satori rolled over, turning away from Marco, but getting up still seemed like too much of a daunting task. "Of course I can see how much you've had. It's written in your heart, clear as day."

This was, of course, more or less a total lie. Satori was trying to read a drunken mind while drunk herself, which is two levels of obfuscation. She didn't have a CLUE how many drinks Marco had had. Hell, she wasn't even sure how many drinks SHE had had.