It was pleasant to see Talia relax. She took well to the drinks and he made sure she always had a full glass. She was adorable with the blush that was spreading and even in this high tension situation she was able to handle herself increasingly effortlessly. It was obvious that James was charmed by her freer persona. Culler played along and continued to feed the conversation. At his core, he was a social being, and knew what to say to make other people feel better. That was how he'd gotten so many girls under his thumb to begin.<br/><br/>Perhaps that was why she was so startled when he changed as soon as James went away. It felt good scolding her when she was a little lulled by the alcohol, and she was cute when she tried to cover the phone with her hand. He let her touch it, but at her state, and her level of strength, she had no hope of doing anything with it that he didn't allow her to. Eventually, he put the phone away on his own accord. She was much more agreeable, after that.<br/><br/>Culler was surprised to receive the kiss, his still lips would give that indication, and even inhaled when she touched him privately, right there in the open, on her own initiative. That limb was very fond of her, and reacted by filling slightly under her caress. He caught her arm, both to steady her and to keep her where she was. Culler liked this development in her and puller her closer, the grip firm, showing that he was engaged in the dance she'd proposed.<br/><br/>"Oh, no need to leave like that." he said into her ear and looked her up and down. His other hand moved her glass closer to the edge so she wouldn't forget it. His thumb danced over her muscle and he thought of his options for a while. It wouldn't be the same as with Emily, since she'd assumed his good nature. Talia already knew what kind of monster he was. He nuzzled her hair and remembered how it had smelled after he'd taken her against her will so many times.<br/><br/>"You can choose between going to the bathrooms stalls with me right now." he'd pick the one next to James, of course. "Or you can show me your apartment." he said with a grin. She was shy by nature, so she'd probably like a more private venue for their continued games, but she might also be apprehensive about letting him into her home. Either way, he'd have some fun with her. A sign to the bartender produced a tall bottle, and Culler paid for it with two bills.<br/><br/>"Your call, Natalia." he said into her ear, and would follow whatever she chose. Her judgment was impaired already, and he wondered what her drunken mind would make of all this.