That river in Egypt

"Uh uh, get back here. You're way too drunk to go anywhere, you're my responsibility now"
While it was true, that wasn't the real reason she wanted him to come in.
"You can stay here with me tonight. However, I don't want a man I just met to be loose in my house while I'm asleep, so you're going to have to agree to certain conditions if I am to let you in"
"Mhmnggokayy"
"I'm going to need to handcuff you if you want to come inside. Both your hands, and your feet. If you don't want to put them on then that's fine, but I won't be able to let you in. You understand right? Stranger in my house and all"
"I uhhhhhhhguess"
She was lying. She only wanted to handcuff him so that he wouldn't be able to stop her from doing what she actually wanted to do. Not that he was in much state to fight against her anyway, all those drinks made sure of that. He was walking right into her trap, but what could he do?
"So, would you like to come inside and wear the handcuffs, or stay outside?"