"An upgrade," he smirks back at her, sipping some more punch. She's fun when she's buzzed, looser in the tongue. Not out of control at all; but what he's realized is that when she's got a little bit of alcohol in her, the person she really is deep down comes out, the person who wasn't held captive for years, who had to condition herself to show nothing and feel nothing thanks to the Others. What he's seeing now is the real Juliet starting to slip through, and he just hopes maybe he can get her here eventually when she's sober, too.

"With your damn pretty blue eyes? Hell yeah it'll suit you."