She was surprised that he didn't press the subject further. After all, Aiden loved to push buttons. With a smirk, she threw back another swig from her bottle, looking to him with the sort of grin reserved for people that knew they were winning something. "Not gonna press me on it?" She laughed. "Well, you're from England. Ah'm southern. Both places are full o' inbreedin', so Ah can see why you wouldn't want tah open up that door."
With a shrill laugh that sounded strangely like a cackle, Joanie took another long drink from her fifth bottle of beer, swaying slightly from side to side before rooting herself to the spot. "Wow," she said, blinking and pressing a hand to her face. "Is-is it just me or did you just really pass a chance to be an absolute cockmunch?" She stared at him. "Are you the only person that gets nicer when they're drunk?"