[ Taste test number nth. He's pleased. He sets the bottles back down and picks up the glass instead, deciding to just sort of sit where he is and lean back against the edge of the loveseat type thing he's next to. He hardly even spills any of his drink. ] Missing out. What'd you do today? M'sure it's more interesting. [ And he's not even entirely slurring too, it's a total momentary win for him on both counts, sipping at the drink again as he waits for an answer. ]
/coy