"Well you have the name of an asshole." She glared for a moment but then her face softened and she even let a small smile beckon the bottle. Which she took when it was offered. She managed to get a gulp out before the elevator hit the bottom and the bell yelled at them to get out.
Her cheeks were feeling sort of warm to be honest. Honey Skye hadn't played pass the bottle for a long time.
"My father is a bee keeper." She explained to him, feeling it necessary to defend her GOOD name and not have her slotted with a bunch of sluts. The bottle was passed over before they passed through and arrived outside.