'Nah, I'm fine, I think I had enough of drinking yesterday,' Cass said with a grin, moving towards the sofa, though not failing to noticed that he wasn't the only one moving slightly...carefully, as he sat down. He frowned.
'Bored?' he asked, flopping down on the sofa and almost immediately regretting the motion as his head protested wildly. Fucking hell, why wouldn't this bloody hangover just give with a bit of potion? Or a lot of it?
'Why weren't you at Miles' opening then?' he asked, raising an eyebrow (and grateful for the dimmed lights even though it did prevent him from getting a good look at Higgs.) 'I thought you and Monty would be a guaranteed to be there.'
He glanced over Higgs again, really not sure if he wasn't lying when he said he was fine. 'Are you really all right, mate? You look a bit...I don't know... pale, perhaps?'