"Um." She glances at her own glass, a few sips worth of drink left in it. They probably shouldn't add even more alcohol into this situation, but she's reluctant to point it out; she knows she can be overbearing sometimes. Oddly, it's never particularly bothered her before, so why now? Telling herself to stop overthinking it, she points out, "Well, it would be a shame to see that champagne go flat... so, hold the vodka for me, please."