Calmina's giggles started again, she tried to suppress them with her hand but needed to remove it to speak, "I...haha...MY room is over there, I dont know where youre going mister." Calmina winked at Charlie, she had morals and ethics but her subtlety was horrible. She knew what her body wanted , she knew exactly, one night of romance would kill her more than a hangover in the morning she was sure. Conscience was buried underneath a mound of drunk, unable to string Calmina in the right direction, she hoped that Charlie made the right choice until date 2 at least.