The alcohol is kicking in a little too much for her to maintain a straight face. So after a moment of snickering into her drink she manages to compose herself. "Cigars? Fascinating. Now...did your father smoke cigars?" One could not try to segue into Freud without bursting into giggles all over again. There was no way otherwise.
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