"You flatter me, angel." they reply, taking the bottle graciously and tossing it back for a satisfying sip. After they hand it back, their fingers linger a bit on the angel's arm, tracing over the applique on his jacket. 

"This really does suit you,  you know." they start, their tone a bit less cheeky than before, and a hint sweeter. "I had a lovely time... almost forgot we were trapped on a bloody train."