"No, Jenny, no, you're not into me. You're just... drunk?" he looked at her questioningly. "I think someone must've slipped you something when you weren't paying attention."
He held her wrists gently and looked down at her seriously. "I am not taking off my shirt Jennifer Parry. Come on, we're going to go get you something to drink, something without any booze or magical capsules in it, okay?" he started gently leading her toward the snack table.