"Oh. Smart." Pepper taps the side of her nose playfully, laughing a little as she continues to tug him along after their brief stop. Once in the bedroom, she wastes no time waffling or being self-conscious. She's too sleepy and tipsy, respectively, for either. Instead she drags Tony up on the sinfully comfortable bed after her, flopping down on her side. Pepper barely gives him time to set aside the bottles before tugging gently on him again, pulling him next to her -- his front against her back -- and drawing his arm over her middle, pressing their joined hands against her chest as casually as anything. Closing her eyes, she snuggles her face into the pillows with a sigh.

"Mm. 'S good," she mumbles. He's nice and warm at her back, lulling her further.