That's not what she meant

Minister:

I'm feeling something very strange. Joy:
That's my leg. [Minister removes his hand and Joy moves it back] Joy:
Oh, that's alright. Hit 'em again, Harry. Harry Monroe:
Yes, ma'am. [pours more champagne] Harry Monroe:
Hitting again, Father. Minister:
I never felt like this before. I'm - I'm... Joy:
Horny? That which reminds me, there's something I've always wanted to ask someone like you. Do you get much? Minister:
Not too often. Just an occasional glass at dinner. Harry Monroe:
That's not what she meant