Laughing, she said, "I could ask," as if asking people about their kinks was the easiest thing for her, then took a sip, humming with surprise and approval as she took another and held up the wine bottle to read the label. And they had two of these? They may have had a dangerous evening ahead of them. Kitty set the bottle back down and pulled her heels off so she could lean against the backrest with her knees to her chest. Holding her glass on top of her knee, Kitty stared off thoughtfully before she remarked, "I bet Kurt would be into it." She pulled off her mask and studied it, mostly to concentrate on warding off the threatening warmth in her cheeks. "Theatrics, you know? That's his thing."