Hmm? [Åsa's pretty content, warm and happy, the alcohol sitting heavily in the bottom of her stomach and making her much more relaxed. Between the alcohol and the TV though it takes more than a little effort to try and understand Siiri.]
Maybe I've rubbed off on you! [No Åsa that's not how it works.]
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Maybe I've rubbed off on you! [No Åsa that's not how it works.]