Eventually.

[Hey, no, she's still taking that proffered elbow of his. She'd just been stating a fact, that's all.]

Y'both sort've grew on each other I think. T'be fair, you didn't make much of a great first impression. Thought you'd had me gone for twelve hours, when I'd ended up missin' for twelve months. They thought Mickey'd killed me!

[An odd topic to be laughing about, but hey. She's drunk. And in hindsight, it was pretty funny.]