For a moment, her expression was actually one of shock. Did he just say what she thought he just said? Was she drunker than she thought? Did the space aliens come to earth and blow things up? She actually looked out the window, leaning back just slightly to get a glance up the street. There were no lasers. Nothing was on fire. So either she was insane, or somebody that had spent more than 15 minutes with her had asked her out.
"For one, I'm not smashed until I start drawling. For two, the King of Hangovers should know that mixing drinks is the best way to Suckville. For three..." She paused for a moment, looking at him suspiciously. "Assuming makes an ass out of you and me. But I'll spare you the humiliation and accept your offer, on the stipulation that I may pull the "ass" card whenever I see fit."