She grins in return, nowhere near as crooked but still genuine. As a rule, Leia would rather not find herself beholden to the demands of liquor, however good. If she doesn't have the grit to do this on her own, then she shouldn't be here with him. It's that simple.

So it's a good thing that his return to her is something she's entirely in favour of. She pecks him on the mouth before letting him have his way with her shirt. Right back where I started when he knocked.