"What about you? Is it a big turn on for you?" She asked with a curious tilt of her head. She lowered her eyes to her glass which was being refilled.
"Doesn't matter much to me what I should and shouldn't be enjoying. My father's dead. My fiance turned coat on me and my friends. Why not just drink that away. I kind of like forgetting those things, Dean." Elizabeth lowered her head a little and pulled the hat over her eyes.