"You... you what?" Sylvia asked, taken by surprise at Erika's statement.  "Well, I... I suppose that's..." she stammered, becoming more flustered as Erika unbuttoned her top.  By now however, she could feel the alcohol having an effect on herself, and while not as strong as Erika's, she was starting to feel rather clumsy.  She tried to steady her hands as she undid the last button on Erika's shirt, but couldn't keep herself from accidentally grabbing the elf's breasts as soon as they were freed from their cloth prison.  Irader's comment took her by surprise, and she turned to him, blushing as she left her hands on Erika's breasts.  "You don't... she wouldn't... with me?" she asked, blushing and feeling somewhat dizzy by now.