David, frankly, was sick of straight alcohol shots. So when she suggested something tasty, he took her suggestion seriously. Straight alcohol was great, but then, there were so many other delicious ways to enjoy it, why not mix it up a little? "Girl Scout Cookies it is." He grinned, fixing three for each of them. This would go down easy. Though he could tell that he was going to be done drinking sooner than he'd anticipated. The last few had hit him sort of hard. It probably didn't help that he'd done so many all at once.
It was starting to become difficult to bite back scathing responses to his questions. But Noelle managed to refrain for the time being. She did stick her tongue out at him though. It was the least she could do. "I dunno. I guess somebody who can get me to loosen up a little." She was more than well acquainted with the stick up her butt, and she liked to pretend that it was Evan who put it there, but mostly it was her defense against being hurt like that again. "Someone who treats me well, who won't hurt me. Someone who likes me for who I am." She shrugged, "Or was your question more of a 'who would you do', because if it was, it's a whole different answer."