She gives a light growl that's more frustration than anything else, because of course Jim Kirk's going for that when she wanted to have a nice dinner first. "Can't we eat in goddamn peace first?" she mutters, but the question's a good one and it's not like he's said yes yet, so maybe she's allowed some scotch, anyway.

She pours some into the water, even though it's gonna dilute the thing by far. "I got all dressed up for you, don't ruin it by jumping to the conversation before the meal."