[Wanda's had a few already as well, so when Sam comes up to her with that line and an arm around her shoulder, she only shoots him an amused look. Laughs even as she takes the shot from him, and slips her free hand behind his back.]

Spoiler alert, Sam: If you destroy my bodice one petal at a time I won't love you anymore.

[She brings the shot glass up to her lips, tips it back and downs it all in one go. The first two took a little bit of effort, getting used to the way one drinks. By the third--or would this be the fourth?--she's got it back to a single smooth motion once more.]

But I might if you can lead me back to where you got that shot.