[Ajax is so drunk at this point he doesn't even notice the difference in weight. He's fully prepared to take a giant swig of the wine, bring it up to his lips, only to find that nothing comes. His face goes from a smile to complete disappointment, his jaw dropping that this short woman was able to drink so much of it so quickly.

And then, and then! She has the audacity to run away from him laughing at him! He has no idea what he's going to do with the bottle, so it's simply set down right on the bridge as he chases after her.]

You little rascal! You were supposed to share that with me!

[His legs are much longer than hers though, sprinting to catch up. It's not hard, and he throws his arms around her middle, lifting her up to stop her momentum before he sets her back on the ground again.

The wine is gone, but he has her now, and he presses his face against the side of her head, letting his mouth rest near her ear.]

Oh no, you're not going anywhere. Now, how are you going to pay me back for drinking nearly the entire bottle?