Allowing Trevor to pull her closer, she resisted the urge to pull Nat to her instead, reaching over and plucking the cigarette out of his hand. She took a drag, then held it back out to him, that more than anything telling her she was well on her way to being drunk. "She'd fight for me," Gretch nudged Trevor again, reaching for her glass and giving Natalie's leg a squeeze. "You're well ungrateful, Scabior." She grinned and blew a kiss at Nat, not yet drunk enough that she thought giving in to her urge to lean forward and kiss the other woman, right in front of Trevor was a good one.