At the mention of the 'good points' that grin turned pervy. And she gave him a nice slow once over. Leaving no doubt behind her gaze as to what it was for. "I can think of a few right off." Her tone taking a slight leering quality to it. Really he was a bad influence. But it was a fun bad influence.
As she took the bottle she placed it between her thighs as she pulled off her gloves, tucking them into the pocket of her coat. Reaching into the breast pocket, she pulled out a swiss pocket knife, using the blade she scored the foil of the bottle, then unfolded the cork screw and curled it into the cork. With a few wiggles and tugs she had the cork out. "You pulled out all the stops huh?"