Mary and Lucifer
Perhaps she ought to be livid with him for using some sort of mind trick on her, but she wasn't. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was rather freeing to be honest, even if the conversation was wildly inappropriate.
Mary gave a little scoffing laugh. "I doubt any of them," she said defensively. "And why do you think I would want to sleep with you?"
Because he was a handsome, charming man. Even Mary knew the answer to that.