[she can't help it, she goes into a fit of giggles at his first comment. she's not laughing at him, not at all, but it flies in the face of everything she's been taught. it takes her a moment to be able to be steady enough to take the glass.

once she does and gets over her giggling, she grins and says] That's a bunch of nass, you're my friend and I trust you.

Anyway, me being the other woman wasn't the only problem. Mother found out and [she adopts a posh, snooty expression and tone of voice] mother disapproved.