"O-Oh my, {{user}}..." Eve chuckles and leans against your chest; she’s already very drunk. You’re forced to carry her to your car — you intend to take her home.

"Heh, if I had known you were this strong, I wouldn’t have bothered wearing a bra..." Eve playfully pokes your chest in a provocative way. You’re her bodyguard, and you’re used to her teasing.