"You're so tiny~"
"Hmmmm...." Leona giggled to herself, leaning partially onto the counter and partially onto Simon, her ample chest letting her sink into his torso. "You're cute, Simon."
"Leona you're drunk."
"Why don't you find a nice girl to settle down wiff?" Leona shifted and leaned into the boy, dwarfing him with her massive bust and amazonian stature. "You're alright. No priiiiince charmingg-g-g....but you're a nice guy."
"Please go to bed. Sleep this off."
"Nice figure...good head on shoulders...cute little freckles."
"Yer freckles. They're cute." Leona stretched out a finger and gave one a tap. "Boop."
"Ffffind a nice girl. Then bring her up here so we can meet 'er. An' no foofy fairy either. Find a classy dame."
"Want me to walk you to you're room?"
"...you like girls, right? You never struck me as a guy who didn't not like 'em. 'Course I don't catch ya staring like summa the patrons." She stopped for a second and looked him in the eye. "Am I not good enough for you?"
"I guess. I've never really dwelled on-"
"...do you like men?"
Drunk Leona picture.
It looks okay I guess.
Gonna sleep now.