"What?" she protests. "First off, I don't sleep nude. And second off... I'm not sure about, y'know... the same bed, especially with someone I don't know<em>all</em>that well." Despite her protests, she doesn't seem quite as put off, as her words might indicate, merely startled by the offer.<br/><br/>"Oh, aye, that should be... ahh, here it is!" she takes the bottle from the frumpier-looking brunette who delivered the bottle, right behind her, giving her a quick, friendly peck on the cheek, taking the bottle, and the wineglasses as well. She pours a glass of wine for the two of them, if they request it, and smiles. "Oh? A tip, aye?" she asks, grinning. "And what sort of extra service might that involve, mm?" she asks, giggling, as she clearly knows exactly what Chess means.