It takes at east two dozen. So you are only 1/3 there. Problem is, after watching you slurp two dozen oysters, she's probably looking around the room for someone with more elegant table manners, never mind what's under the table.
My experience is you have better luck shucking the oysters than swallowing them.
Merry Christmas.
And thanks for shipping your gloomy weather to the East Coast! It's about 70 here, sopping wet, and the rhododendron is blooming.