Thatsh’ nawt how i’ worshks—!

[ Muffled by his palm, she flails back to pry her face away, bottles clacking around on the table! But she’s free, face a little flushed from the contact, and she heaves a mighty huff!! ]

Hmph. At this rate, you’ll lower you inhibitions enough that I won’t have to rely on a game to get something out of you.