"Whoa, steady Al," Craig said, his hand moving from Al's hair to his wrist to steady him. "That's precious there, amazing cider, no need to spill it." He teased him, "If you're done I'll happily steal your cup from you." He told him.
Nodding at Al's play on words he smiled, "Very good to hear. Are you going out and having fun too?" He knew Al could be a bit of a workaholic at times.