"And majority votes yes! Put it in the yes!" Mira pumps her fist as Joe reluctantly placed the bottle with the ones that were okayed.<br/><br/>After finishing that glass Lyle was not holding up well. Hey moves on to one of the lighter choices for his sake, a fresh plum wine that they could only read thanks to Mira's Chinese. Lyle cuddled Dante's arm with a warm hum. "Did I tell you that I think you smell like Lavender? Or maybe cloff." He slurred and giggled. "Makes me wanna taste taste you~" he purrs playfully and Joe choked on his drink.<br/><br/>"Okaaaay!" Joe got up and Slid Lyle's chair away and moved his own chair sitting between the two. "I will not be dealing with your cupcaking, you two. This is why Dean's gal isn't allowed to come."