Seamus laughed and took the bottle from Dean's hand, not even looking to see what it was being pushed at him, and took a swig. He made a face when the scotch went down his throat, the first always tasting the worst. "You're not playing around tonight, are you," he said, holding up the bottle to read it. "I guess scotch is better than nothing. Cheers!" he grinned, clinging the bottle to Dean's then taking another swig.