Truth be told, Tina was surprised this was the first mention of the idea that he'd stolen her out here to violate her. After all, it was probably a thought a lot of women had a lot of the time. Men raped, it was a fact that was unavoidable. Not all of them did, obviously, but enough for her to have doubts about Tina's intentions.
"Darlin," he told her, raising his glass like a toast, "if you managed to drink everything in that bag without dying, I would marry you tonight. Because that's exactly the kind of stupid stubbornness and conviction that I like in a woman." With a chuckle, he raised his glass to his lips. "But I'm not gonna let you drink all of it." Tipping back the glass, he swallowed a large mouthful, coughing slightly as it went down his throat. "Wow," he said, lowering the glass, "that's gross. I forgot that alcohol is gross."