Morgan nodded, the act making her a bit unsteady, forcing her to grab the little cabinet.  “Mhm...'kay.  I'll be fine.  Not like I can get anymore naked though.”  Giggling to herself she tried to maneuver with the vodka and her glass, not doing very well.  As she turned, Mel was just climbing onto Frey's lap.  Swallowing hard she nearly dropped everything, not sure what to do, wanting to look away but unable to.  So instead she poured herself some vodka and drank it straight, immediately choking on it.  She'd never had straight vodka before and it took her by surprise.