They were starting to get a bit more personal now, but none of it was anything that would shock her. Sleeping naked, singing in the shower; both those things seemed like completely normal things for people... normal people, anyway. People who weren't Phasma. She'd never been safe or comfortable enough to sleep naked. And she was fairly certain she'd never sang... at all? So she sat out two rounds in a row, watching Hux and Ben try to think of something she might have done, with her chin in her hand.
"I don't believe that for a second," she said, to Ben. "But I can't prove otherwise either." Ben certainly did strike her as the kind of person to sing in the shower. He liked music, didn't he? But if he wanted to wiggle out of one, she wouldn't hold it against him. She may or may not do the same, depending on the question.
Unfortunately, the brief time that passed without a drink actually gave the alcohol the chance to catch up with her and she had to swallow down the rest of her water to keep from wavering slightly. She brushed her hair out of her face, the ends long enough to start to curl now, and stared across at the two of them. "I have never been naked in public," she said, since they were on the topic of nudity. She waited for a beat to see if either of them drank, and then downed hers. She felt she owed them one.