He handed over the bottle without complaint. The fuzziness around the edges of his consciousness was enough for the moment. "Like a little pesky fairy running about." Beau teased as he rubbed her arm to warm her. "I'm sure you would've worn me down eventually." He had eventually made friends in school, after all.

Taking the bottle back from her, Beau took another sip and handed it right back. His hand moved from her arm to toy with the loose strands of her hair. "Want to find out how fun I am?" He then asked suggestively. The answer would likely be no, but he couldn't help but try. She was too beautiful and he was on the verge of tipsy.