"Yeah, me. It's all in the tongue." He sticks his out at North. A little more mature, maybe. It's less a question of wanting to and more a question of the company. On his own devices? He'd knock around another two or three. With North? With GRUMPY CAT North? Not near as appealing as home and a bottle of something and a soft bed. "I'll get this tonight. Kay?"

He bugged North, may as well cover the tab.