Wanda really didn't want to hear about that. There were a few lines in this new sister-in-law relationship that shouldn't be crossed and that was probably one of them. If she tried not to discuss sex with Pietro, she definitely wasn't going to discuss it with his wife. Wanda wanted to explain this eloquently to Wicked, that she and Pietro made a point not to talk about these things, that it made her uncomfortable. All she managed was a scowl and a hard poke to Wicked's shoulder by way of reprimand. Wanda scowled at her for a second, poked her hard in the shoulder. Don't." Then added, belatedly, "Please."
Wicked had asked something else and Wanda processed it with a little less difficulty than she would have twenty minutes ago (the water was helping sober her up, though maybe something to eat would help even more). "I had a French teacher, she taught me. A lot of things." In retrospect that probably didn't sound exactly right, but Wanda wasn't going to think too hard about it. She returned her attention to Wicked's hair.