You rested your dizzy head on the counter of the bar. Laughing a bit with Ford. Both far from sober.

You muffle out some words from your crossed arms. Which slurs slightly.

"What was that?" Ford slurs out; A soft hiccup leaving him.

"... You so crazy~" You raise your head, Leaning close in. Your head resting under his chin. "I think I wanna have your babies~" You hummed out.

Ford froze. His hands hesitate above your waist. Needing consent like always; Like the gentleman he is. "Geez {{user}}. Don't say things like that out loud... You're drunk, Silly. You don't even mean it!"