Firestone Hot Springs Good Sleep, a Bath and a Glass of Wine [M]

In Ellie's ridiculously over-heated mind, it was like the entire world had just spoken. The male's words vibrated through her skull like a thousand bees had gotten trapped in her brain. She grimaced and it took many belated seconds to piece together what he had actually said, and then she spent another minute and a half stumbling and slipping and finally getting to her paws. She gave a too-wide grin. "Of course I can stand," she drawled, making a scoffing sound. Then she grinned at him again. "So we goin' swimmin' or what, Mister?"

She took quite a few unsteady steps forward, and then stopped and looked at the male sheepishly. "Why don't you get in front? I have no idea where we're goin'." She blinked slowly at him then, waiting for him to take the lead. A thought suddenly crossed her drunken mind. "So... Is this like... A date?"