"Not even close to what I was thinking," he told her, sounding disappointed. "Well, except for the part with you in some sexy panties." He grinned at her so she would know that he was (mostly) joking. It was difficult to see her in a sexy, imaginary number when she smelled of booze and regret.
"I was thinking house warming party. You, me, a bottle of Glenfiddich. Hell, if Ollie and Barry ask nicely, I may even let them bring us a refill on the scotch."