Teddy and Kate
Kate was stuffing her face. There was food, and she wanted it. A few drinks in already, she was feeling pretty good. Warm and fuzzy, inhibitions lowered. She was shoving some miniature egg rolls from the refreshment table into her mouth when she accidentally caught someone's eye.
A dopey grin crossed her features and she chewed, lifting one hand to cover her mouth. Kinda pig-like, but whatever.
"Sorry," she managed without spitting too much food out. (Besides, her hand was there, anyway...) "Can't help it. Geeting drunk gives me the munchies."