He stared down at her for a minute. "You know...I think you are trying to get my mind in the gutter on purpose." He let his lips brush down her jaw and over her neck as he spoke before pulling away. He grabbed the tequila and the vodka, looking around her kitchen and pulling out different juices, mixing everything together. "Don't down it. It'll fuck you up." He mixed two, handing one to her before taking a sip of his own.