"Oh, I see. It's more about Truth not being here? So we can make lot's of noise? You can make me moan and scream all night and not have to worry about waking up Truth?" Lavender smirked waiting for his reaction. He was clearly very drunk, but part of her found it endearing, even if he made no sense. It wasn't like she was going to kick him out of the hut on their wedding night for having a good time at their wedding.
"Clearly you haven't started yet. I'm standing here," she gestured with her hands. "You are standing there. And we both have our cloths on. I guess you're going to just have to prove to me that you can perform." At least she could have some fun with him.