"Oh yeah, it did. And I'm not a girl. I have a cock." She seemed amused despite her response, and that was the whole point. Setting up the opportunity for her to insult him was what she needed to be happy, so he gave her that chance.
"Should we get another bottle or call a cab?" he asked. Either was fine by Charlie, but it sounded like they were both just about ready to call it a night and sleep off the booze. Bed was sounding damn good right now. Hell, he'd settle for a couch or even the back seat of the cab.