Her brandy was a little more than 3/4 of the way gone. It was seeping into her brain activity and vocabulary. "Well, fuck." The wheels in Naea's brain were turning. Pierce was unhappy. Elaine made him happy. Ergo, they should totally get back together! "Workaholism is no way to go through life. You gotta grab the bull by the nuts sometimes, Pierce. Vacation, even if it's just the hotel in town."
She leaned forward and rested a hand on his arm, her expression as sincere as ever. "Do you still talk 'cause of Billy? Why don't you take her out sometime? You love her. The unicorns would shit glitter for your love!" What does that even mean?? "Go slow and see what happens? Would you be willing to slow it down just a smidge for her?" Naea held up her thumb and forefinger just centimeters apart to show what, exactly, a smidge was.
Somewhere in Linnaea's tipsy mind, something smacked her in the back of her head. Her mood immediately took a step back and she bit her lip. "I'm sorry, Pierce! I shouldn't have brought that up. It's hard enough on you as it is, and here I go trying to fix things I really don't know anything about."