George shook his head. "I'm not saying that at all, Ver. It was just as much my fault. Like you said, it was my idea to leave the pub."
He took a deep breath, and looked at her. "I do think it was the drinking. You were downing shots when I approached. Then I decided to go along for the ride." He rubbed his neck. "Needless to say, I doubt I'll be getting that drunk again for a long time."