*Faye giggled, aware that it was having much the same effect on Thash as it was on herself. When he put down his glass, Faye lifted the bucket and poured more into his glass, to the brim, and her own. There was still plenty left, if they wanted it. For now, Faye stood, bumping into Thash a little as she got off her seat*

Why don't we wind down with our drinks somewhere more comfortable? Like a bed. Mine or yours?