It's not that Vasquez is embarrassed to talk about this, but part of him hadn't thought that Goodnight would ever care. Still, a part of him has been sitting on this secret long enough that he's almost bursting to tell. He still plays it cool, careful, keeps his face passive.

"At least once," he admits, because that first drink has been very successful. "I don't think I made the right choice with the sweater. I kept pulling and tugging on it all night." He grins though, after. "Of course, that just made him pull it off, do maybe a perfect choice, hmm?"

He makes no show if the fact that he said 'he', knowing that Goodnight won't care.