[i]It was clear that Alyssa was completely new to flirting, having absolutely no experience in the matter. Her brain worked frantically, trying to think up something clever; of course, she could just tell the truth, that JT looked rather attractive, however Alyssa couldn't separate that feeling from a side effect of her drunkenness, or if she legitimately thought that. She'd like to think that it was the latter; she didn't want to end up doing something she regretted, however all of this was in the back of her head. At JT's flirting, Alyssa only blushed redder, grinning as she took another gulp from her bottle of wine.[/i] "I'm not the best at this," [i]Alyssa admitted, slightly embarrassed. In truth, Alyssa was about as good at flirting as the writer was, which isn't a compliment. She unconsciously crossed her ankles, before her drunken self accidentally knocked over the glass bottle of wine, as it shattered on the floor, glass shards scattering all over the carpet floor of the train. Alyssa groaned, as her least favorite thing about the train was that she had to clean up even glass shards and alcohol on the carpet, but quickly turned back to JT, smiling awkwardly, a thought popping up in her head.[/i] "See what effect you have on me? Distracted me so much, I smashed my wine bottle...."