"No, I am not," Shiro responded simply on the topic of being an emotional drunk as he snatched his book and her pen from her again and began to draw his response, writing ruined slightly by his insistence to hold his thicker marker pen while doing so with a the thinner ballpoint one. "I'll treat you to drinks next time to make up for it -- I'll even take those slammers though I can't promise I won't puke at you." Satisfied with his art, he slapped it on Jubilee's face again.
At her suggestion, he restarted his little show of fireworks in the same way, watching red and gold mingle with each other in streaks and sparks. "Any idea on the flowers' colors?" a little green soon came into his picture -- red and gold alone was just too boring.