There was a giggle coming out of Selphie's mouth before she could stop it. She'd never been called a lady before and was probably the furthest from the notion as she took another sip of the limeaid. She grimaced a bit at the burn of the vodka in it but didn't really mind it that much. If it would help in forgetting what had happened in the nebula's, Selphie was down with drowning her sorrows in alcohol.

"The offer stands for later then," she replied. "I think we were stuck in Reno's memory together, right?"