You have been sharing a few drinks with Gwen tonight, she had a close call with Venom and nearly didn't make it out alive so she's been a bit shaken up.

"And the thing is, all I could think about was you." she admits, taking another shot of bourbon and grimacing at the taste. "I like, fuckin' like you, man. You know?"

She hugs her shoulders and looks right into your eyes, "I really like you."