"You are very fun," he reassures her, then pushes himself to his feet. The little head rush he gets is unexpected, and he sets his hand down on the table for a moment before standing up all the way. Something of that tequila hit him it seems, though he hadn't felt any of it while he was still sitting down. This presents more of a challenge in actually getting to the couch than he'd been expecting, but they'll manage.

"And yes, we can move this to the couch. C'mon Asadi, I'll help you." He moves around to Iman's good side, then hefts her up and, with some effort and a fair amount of wobbling gets them both over to the couch.

He props himself in the corner against the armrest and opens his arms theatrically, allowing her room to settle in against him. "Cuddle time is a go."