Bobby brought his hand to his face, rubbing his eyes, "Yeah, I'm sure it was awesome." He muttered, lowering his hand to glare at Josh's profile. He wasn't going to tell him what he really wanted to know, but maybe that was better. He drained his beer and tossed the bottle across the room into the waste basket.
"Want to go shoot some hoops? Or you need to sleep it off?" he stood and smirked down at his friend, letting the subject pass.