"Flattery will get you everywhere." She laughed for a moment, shaking her head. "Or something like that anyway." She waved it off before taking the glass that he handed to her. Yay for alcohol. Honestly. There was a small smile at his words before she said, "It seems like flattery is our strong point, Alphard."
She clinked her glass against his and took a sip. She glanced at the bed before nodding. "Go ahead. No reason to stand on precedent here." At least, she'd never been that good with it. She sat on the bed, swinging her legs a bit. "May we never again come into contact with another love potion." Because she was pretty over love potions right now. "Or at least may we realise that we are under the influence and hide ourselves away with safe people."