It fizzes out over his hand and if that gives him flashbacks to...well. Probably best not to think about that at this moment, when his hand is on her hip and he's desperately trying to remember all the ten thousand reasons why this is a terrible idea, why it can't happen. Not like this. There's something so wrong about it, on a fundamental level that he can't explain. And he doesn't want to explain it because then he'll have no choice but to back away.

He offers the bottle up to her as the crowd hit six!

'You first.'