She wants you to walk her home

"You could walk me home," Elaine meekly pleaded. "You can stay on my couch instead, and I'll even make you breakfast in the morning." She was trying to make her suggestion not sound quite so terrible.

You let out a light sigh. "Fine, but keep your arm around me so yo don't fall and hurt yourself on the way there."

"So chivalrous," She slurred, putting her left arm across your shoulder. "Let's go!"

"How about we get our shoes on first?" You say, matter of factly.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Good idea."

You help Elaine back to her chair and bring her shoes to her before putting your own shoes on. When you finish, you look over to Elaine who looks back and reaches her arms out towards you, wanting to be helped back to her feet. "Let's go," you say, helping her up.