“ You kissing me… surely that should me I SUCCEEDED, you’re not even as drunk as me! But fine… so… I’m Lambert, what’s your name handsome and what’s your poison? “
It took everything he had not to outright laugh when Lambert started talking, having to cover his mouth with his hand and clear his throat before he could even think about responding.
“ Well, I’m Layne – ”god, it was really hard not to laugh “ – and my poison is whiskey. Might need quite a bit to catch up to you, though. ”
