Effie was not yet drunk enough to not realize the mistake and her mind moved...granted rather sludge like, before she grinned at Bruce. "Differing species, baby...like dogs or cats." She kissed Logan's cheek, before standing, wavering slightly. "Ugh, yeah, I think it's time to go home."
She made her way around the table, leaning on Bruce this time. "Love you," she said softly, nuzzling his cheek. She straightened, giving a wave to Logan. "I'll talk to you tomorrow?"