Drink half of Rosary's drink, to make it easier for her

There was one way you could assist Rosary without having to rain on Belit's parade by breaking up her ribbing. You stepped over to the other side of Belit, immediately catching Rosary's attention. "A-Are you going to goad me into it too? Oh Geod... The phrase 'thick as thieves' comes to mind. Are you and Belit that alike, Sir Lavender?" the nun asked, looking pouty already.

You told her it was nothing of that sort, then asked for her to hand you her cup. When she did, you drained half of it without hesitation. The two watched in surprised as you chugged a copious amount of red wine-- it was all you could to suppress a hiccup at the end of it. When it was finished, you handed the chilled glass back to her with a satisfied smile.

Belit lowered her eyebrows and elbowed you in the side sharply. "Hey, you just wanted more wine! Is that it? Think I won't notice that you're getting one-and-a-half cups, jackass?" she laughed. "You boozehound!"

Rosary took back the cup, seeming somewhat starry-eyed as she peered back into it. "Oh... Yes. I can drink at least this much. Thank you, Sir Lavender." Still, she hesitated. You saw her bite her lower lip, then look back up into your face. "Y-You know... drinking after you makes this a little like an... an indirect kiss, does it not?"

"Aw, Rosey! You've never shared an indirect kiss with a guy before, huh?" Belit snickered, throwing her arm around Rosary as she plopped down onto the bench with her. Rosary gasped, panicking as she nearly dropped the mug, which seemed to have become much more precious to her within the last minute or so. "No time like the present, right? Bottoms up!"

The nun nodded, then gently put her lips to the rim of the cup and sipped at it. When she pulled her mouth away again, a warm smile set upon it, and she placed one hand gently on her cheek. "It's a lovely flavor."

"What is? The squire?"

"Th-Th-The wine! The wine is quite lovely!" Rosary defended, shaking her golden curls back and forth to dismiss the claim with a sense of urgency. As if to further defend her innocence, she instantly downed the rest of the cup, not noticing as she spilled a few drops of Royal Red onto her chaste white habit. "Another glass, please!"

"Damn, girl!" Belit cackled, complying with the request. "Let's get some more of that spirit in you!"