"Well good, don't be drunk around the kids. That's usually a good motto to have," He laughed again, he liked her. He wasn't sure if she was always kidding around or joking, sometimes she was serious about things that seemed obvious, but he didn't mind. He still found her funny, and a joy to be around. He liked her. And he nodded, "Sad does suck, though alcohol doesn't always help."
He drank because of his sadness as well, so he understood. He then smirked at her comment about dancing, but he shrugged it off, "Nah, you can dance for me whenever you want to. No matter where we are. So long as we're not at, say, the precinct or something. Then I might have to say no. That won't get me in any real trouble. I'm okay with it, I like it. There's a taboo to it that thrills me," He drew his hand up along her back and nodded, "Still, we can have fun like that anytime as well, so long as we can get away with it. You're my bad side, and I need one of those every once in awhile. Reminds me to be human."
His grip on her thigh tightened as he squeezed, leaning against her light nip, his own lips brushing against her neck as she did so, "We do, and you're a wonderful distraction."