That last part-- Ange is slowly starting to consider the option of just throwing one of the hammers around here at his head or something, maybe a concussion will cause him to make sense and act normally for once, but.. no, it's a good thing Ange isn't exactly overly violent, so she's just trying to get her own sense of being flustered under control here as she answers him, still deterined to at least not face him.

"See? That's exactly why I don't want to be drunk around you. Idiot."