Cranberry Juice... Without Vodka?

I spent the night in my Dad's house. I had just waken up and my mouth was really dry. I went into the garage to get something to drink. When I looked in the fridge the only thing in there was soda, which I try not to drink. I decided to have it anyway since I was really thirsty. I brought it back into the kitchen and set in on the counter. Justin walked in and was pulling a t-shirt on. His hair was long (like chin-length). He asked me if I wanted some cranberry juice. I didn't understand what he said the first time and he repeated the words "cranberry juice" and enunciated them more the second time. I understood, smiled, and said yes.