"Well if it makes you feel better, I definitely got lucky." He said, holding a finger up. He wasn't quite as far gone as her, likely because of the amount of pizza slices and the fact he weighed a bit more than her, but he still felt a bit unsteady. But fun, at least. 

"Ifv I had a bounty for kickin puppies, you'd probably have noticed by now. Those jerks that attacked your ship when you grabbed me had pippy kuckers written all over them... poopy kookers. Puppy kickers, yeah that." He laughed like a mischievous boy, which he sort of was despite his well-built form. 

Despite the alcohol, when he heard her admit he was cute, he scrambled to his feet and then slid over as if he had some backlogged programming to use in case of flirtation. It was very much how he approached her when she first showed up. "Oh, thank you for noticing." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. She giggled, though with him or at him he was not sure. He did not stop the act, however, pretending to gaze at the back of his hand as if he was completely nonchalant about the entire affair. 

"So... what are you doing later?" He asked her, his voice notably deeper in a exaggerated attempt at being suave. "Or now? Because I'm free. I mean, I'd need to check my schedule. But I'm pretty sure. Unless you're not, in which case I'm busy too. But I'm totally free. And kind of cute. Not you, me. You're hot, though. I mean like hot hot, like scalding like..." The cogs in his mind were whirring, before some brain cell hit it with a monkey wrench. "Before I drag this out any further, wanna make out?" 

He suddenly hiccuped, eyes going wide for a brief moment. Cygi popped up behind him, laying in a guille suit with a sniper rifle aimed at Neil's head.