Is this some kind of a secret hideout? [ He's amused and looking at the bed, half thinking: who the hell sleeps in a basement? But hey, then again. If it's where the privacy is at and the alcohol is stashed. ]

Drinking from the bottle is fine with me. If it's fine with you. [ He sits down next to her. ]

... Am I allowed to feel special that you brought me down here? [ He's teasing, okay? ]