He squeezed her hand gently and let his touch linger before slowly releasing it. She was certainly downing her alcohol quite hard and heavy.<br/><br/>"Oh, I don't know about that." He chuckles softly. "But I can probably bet that I'm a lot better in bed then he is. I'd certainly not refuse you if I came home and found you wearing lingerie, no matter what was on the TV."<br/><br/>He lets his hand drop to rest softly on the exposed flesh of her thigh. "Perhaps we can move to a more secluded area and talk? Don't want the whole bar knowing of your husbands ineptitude."