Noah would give Jane anything she wanted, she just had to ask him. He nodded when she asked him if he really hadn't cut himself and then shrugged when there were no glasses. "That's fine, it's not like I haven't done that before." He happily gulped down alcohol and chased it with the orange juice like the deprived little addict he was. He handed it back to her and his hand slid that much higher on her thigh, god he wanted her and he hoped to god that the alcohol will make her want him.