"I don't think I'm drunk enough for that yet"

Feeling very uneasy about the proposition, you make an excuse, “Sorry, I’m not quite drunk enough to start making out with other girls.”

Rachel smiles, understandingly, “Oh. Well why don’t you make out with Richard, then?” Your attempt to avoid an awkward situation just got more awkward. Rachel pulls you by the hand, leading you over to Richard’s chair, insisting, “Come on. You gotta’ make out with somebody, right?” She plops you down in Richard’s lap, and continues, “You said you aren’t drunk enough to make out with a girl, so… make out with a boy…” She grabs a nearby bottle of gin and holds it out, “…Or start drinking.”