"So it seems," Cat noted with a little grin. "Don't be too embarrassed, Rylee. It happens to the best of us." Sipping the last of her wine, she set her glass down, observing the couple slyly.
"Not to worry, Rylee. I'm sure Charlie never would have mentioned it had the evidence not been so obvious. And it's good to have someone to take care of you in such cases!"
She gave a little grin as she poured herself more wine.
"Though it sounds as though this Samuel might be someone to watch out for; I assume he has a bit higher of a tolerance than you do. That's always a dangerous quality in a drinking companion."