Wayne couldn't help but snort a bit when Megan chuckled, but... Well, why not, then? He pulled himself back up to meet her, face to face, his eyes locked on hers.
"Right... Then let's snog now," he said, in the best soft voice he could muster under the influence of firewhiskey and hormones, "...and take it from there." With that, he leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers, in anticipation of her reaction.