Simca commented, resting her arms over Xigbar's, settling in against him and she didn't mind where his hands went (gentler than the touch she was used to) and took another drink from her glass. The alcohol was blurring the edges of her thoughts, just the tiniest bit, but not enough so that she wasn't very much in control and coherent.
"Ah?"
Of course, she did catch that.
"It's Simca. Tsubame no Shimuka. Not friend, Kaito-kun."
Then a laugh when she realized what the Vocaloid's statement had been, tipping the glass in his direction. "Maa maa, we're doing nothing of the sort~ But if you want, we could, and you can join in. ♥ Help you loosen up."