It was quite the contrary. She felt like she was making him uncomfortable and she didn't like that. Reaching down, she squeezed his hand and grinned. "Not at all, as long as you don't mind me putting on my face." She teased before she leaned in and pecked his cheek, moving to fetch them a pair of drinks from the kitchenette.
Once she'd done that, she walked back over and handed him one. It was the same sherry, but not watered down this time. "Here you go. Now let me get that chocolate..."