Lela glared at him quite obtrusively since well, he was a pain in the ass. She was yanked up close to him, pressed right up against him and sighed. "I was trying to avoid you groping me.. you're not even that drunk yet.." but fine, if he was going to be that way, she didn't really have much choice but to give in. She slid her arms over his chest with her hands against his neck. Her hips rocked up against his as they danced, feeling a bit better about things but maybe that was the booze talking.