"Oh...ok," I can't help but taking a quick pull off the bottle myself before screwing the cap back on and then handing it over to the Wisp. The whiskey feels good, its warmth unfurling in my chest. Makes up for the taste.
Licking my lips, which I'm sure comes off as something quite horrific, I give Scamps and Alex a glance that says You coming?, before trudging off after Mhairi. Arriving at the table, I take a moment to grab a plate and fill it with a little bit of everything on offer. A lot of it seems suspect, but I'm not picky. I've certainly consumed worse.
Before I begin stuffing my mouth, I give Mhairi a terrible smile. "So...this place" Clearly indicating the house. "You guys have room right now? Because, well, I'm kind of...on the street. You know?" No shame in my game. If they have a room to let, I'm on it.
Putting down my plate, I grab a cup and fill it to the brim with Old Grand-Dad, slugging it down hard. Cup down, plate's back in my claws again. I start with the sweets. Why not?