Marcus actually laughed at Patrick, giving the man a look of disbelief. "Do you honestly think that fucking is what's on my mind at the moment? In case you've forgotten, I rarely fuck on the job and especially during nights like this."
He ignored the rest of Patrick's behaviour and went to the door. "I know you aren't. If you need anything, just ask," Marcus replied, his voice firm. He would have to go downstairs and tell this Mal person that Patrick wasn't in the best of moments to have company, which was a shame.
Marcus silently wished that Patrick hadn't chosen the bottle tonight.