I've no problem with drinking contests, mind you. I can keep pace with the best of them, and keep my wits about me. [Uhhh maybe he'd better not boast though, he doesn't want to end up having to try and prove himself, who knows how that might end.]

It's just... there's a certain line for decent behavior, and you're crossing it.

[Maker, he's going to need so many air freshening things... probably some ridiculous Orlesian perfume ought to do the trick]