You mean you can't fix it? [sounds a little disappointed]

Gah! Wha- E-Edward what are you doing!? [squirms and tries to get away, but it doesn't work very well.]

Edward, I- You're very drunk right now aren't you? [sighs. It figures. That was probably why he was groping at her like this. He was simply too intoxicated to think straight, and his hands couldn't find the zipper to attempt to correct the damage.]

Maybe you should come home with me and lay down.