Giggling along with her, I say, "I'd love to just cuddle up with you, tucked into my body, but I'd also love to indulge in a Muscat.<br/><br/>Snuggling more into her so I can nibble, "So, I'm in a real dilemma, for if I have the Muscat that would mean that I'd have to sit up proper so as not to spill it, and be able to sip it.  In that position, I couldn't cuddle up to you.  Oh dear.  What to do?"<br/><br/>"I think I'd prefer to have you tucked into me, than to tuck into a Muscat."