"It's a good way to start. Actually..." Naea finished what was left of her brandy. She felt nice in that heavily floaty way. "Call her once or twice before you ask. Gives ample time for ass-head removal."
She pouted, mostly playfully, as the bottle was put at beyond the arms' length. "'m not drunk. Tipsy. And horny bulls make for a great conversation piece. They can run with the best glitter-shitting unicorns!" This, as bad as it sounded, put the girl into a gigglefit, which was a far reach from where she was when Pierce had first called her. "I'm sorry! How obviously not able to hold my liquor am I?"