"Actually, if the opportunity of getting drunk presents itself, I plan on doing it again," was Shiro's response after he sort of snorted and brushed his nose bridge with a hand after Jubilee slightly clawed on it. "The previous experience was bad, wasn't it? I wanted to end the night laughing and I'm so ashamed of myself getting drunk so easily." Uncapping his marker pen, he added, "That's one of my goals for now: to train myself to get drunk more difficultly." which could have been phrased even better, he just couldn't be bothered.
He pushed the notebook up a bit, sliding it on his leg as he started doing long lines but when he wasn't satisfied, he leaned over and slid a blue pen off Jubilee's grip, "I'd like to borrow your pen, please." With a new color now, he improved his sketch, repeating some lines and drawing lazy asterisks before plopping the doodle on Jubilee's tummy. "That is how you do a firework, Ms. Bee."
As though inspired by his doodle, he laxed against the couch's curved edge and joined his hands by their pinky fingers, palm facing him so that little colorful globules started popping out of his hand. "What colors do you think should my fireworks be on their wedding?"