"Not quite," she admitted "I wasn't testing them that night. I don't think I was capable of any form of coherent thought," a fact she blamed entirely on her own inability to judge how much alcohol she could consume "but the.. I would be amenable to testing those variables."
"Not that you have to. I mean, if you'd want to,"she continued in a rush "The status quo could be continued."
She was rambling, she hated it when she rambled but it had to be better than stuffing her face with chips. Although the chips did look very, very tempting.