Once her glass was poured, she took it, waited to see if conversation would be opened - and when it was, she took a moment.  "Share my dreams with you?  And so<em>specific</em>...you must be really confident.  Do you ask all the boys and girls this when they come running to worship you?"  She would play it a little cool at first, even though her insides (and the monitoring through the support crew) were screaming that she was just ready to open her legs and be taken.<br/><br/>"Well, to be honest...I've remembered that night back a few months ago quite clearly.  I could share what else I've remembered in the heat of the night since then - but the question is, how much do I share...?"