Of course you should have told me. And of course I'm special. I'm you, right?

[Descole grins again, unfastening the top button of her shirt.]

I will if you will, double. Then it won't matter if I spill my drink. I think I'm a bit shaky. Drunk. Same thing, really. I'll take my clothes off and then if I spill my drink you can just lick it off me.

[Laughing, she reaches over to refill her own glass, retrieving it from the table and gulping down a large amount in one go.]

What am I saying? You should shut me up, double, I'm going to embarrass myself.