"I did," he admitted. "And... I did, but in my defense, the menu was quite extensive and I was very tired."

After the day he'd had, he defied anyone to not want to drink themselves into a temporary solution. Especially considering it was the only option available.

The drinks arrived and he stared at the tiny glass for a moment, eyeing it like the aforementioned poison, before turning to Dorian.

"Shall we toast to your escort, and perhaps timely fires?"