"Certainly don't blame you for trying to dislocate my arm if thats what I said about me," she muttered, shaking her head. She poured herself another shot and then poured one for Eric, "Here," she said, pushing it into his hand.
"And you, defending my honour? From myself?" Turning, she looked at Eric. Her expression softened slightly as she reached a hand out to touch Eric's cheek. Leaning in, she softly pressed Sam's lips to Alcide's, kissing Eric.