"I want more whiskey..." Dorcas whinged, but obediently took hold of the banister, glancing down into the busy pub and spotting Sirius through the window, sulking. and let out a giggle as she all but tumbled over it, keeping hold of the banister to keep her grounding enough to save herself if Frank didn't catch her.
She laughed again, almost hysterically. "You have pretty eyes, Frank...."