Quitxi elbows him playfully in the ribs, but allows him to lead her out, snatching up her coat as she goes.  "Fire away then, big guy... I'll count myself lucky."  As they leave the club, she feels a slight ripple of ecstacy in her head from the tequila... it always affected her, and usually lowered her inhibitions... which was the plan tonight.  "Where to now, if I may ask?"  She tilts her face up to his, grinning broadly, and rather enjoying the closeness... something she's grown used to being without.