[ and she immediately burst into a fit of laughter. ]

A lightweight, me?, Intensity, please. What day and time is it, because I've been drinking since, like, ...when the hell did I last see you? Then! Hahahahaha. I could drink your skinny ass under the table.

[ she jabs him in the side for emphasis. ]

And then, you know what, I'd pin your ass onto the table.

[ her chuckling turns a bit darker as she circles both her arms around him again, fingers creeping up his middle. ]

Or even something else to pin you too. Someone else? Hm.