She has a ways to go before getting sick-drunk, but is wavering between slightly tipsy and tipping the scales.

"Now I want to see some of these people in pretty dresses." Wholly out of place, but it might serve to be amusing. Lux nods. "I agree! Illicit affairs?" It's hard to say if it's her natural, although slightly crumbling naivete that fuels that question, or somewhat limited cognitive reasoning.