[ Her lips still tasted like him too, she can still feel the ghost of his kiss there. But she doesn't focus on it, she just laughs at his joke and then rolls her eyes at his admission, good-naturedly.]
Well, now you know. [ Her teasing smile turns brighter before she realizes that she still has her legs pressed to his sides, that he's still basically pressed between her legs. She shifts a little, sitting up straighter as she lets out a breath.] So... should we get drunk?