[She blinked. Well, that wasn't the reply she expected. Her eyebrow raised and she glanced over at him through the glassware.]

Only for the night oil. I need a partner for the pink stuff. Think I still have a bottle or two of tha...
...

You know I'm fucking with you, right? [Not that the pink stuff didn't exist. It really hadn't sold as well as she'd hoped, after all. Most of her stock stuck around.]