[She's watching him intently, if with a sense of dull fuzziness in her mind clouding her judgement--focusing only on any sign of the usual recoiling and distance from Hook. Even drunk, he was careful around her up to now, and yet...]
Guess we'll see if you do.
[Grabbing his jacket with one hand, she drags him down to meet her, kisses him slowly... Not even taking notice of the magic of the curse taking its effect.]