“I didn’t state that I expected you to drink the whiskey, Seph,” Jenna commented as she passed the bottle over to him. She then teleported a shot glass onto the bed. “I was just commenting on your choice of drink.”
She grinned at him before she moved to sit on the bed. She then reached down to remove her boots.
“Still, I wouldn’t suggest getting drunk. You don’t want a hangover tomorrow.”