"I didn't say the drink had to be alcoholic," Craig told him, "I've got butterbeer here and I can call an elf to get us some pumpkin juice or something else." He did have to chuckle again at Jamie's comment, "Have you ever left here sober?" Craig wondered.
Casting a glance around the yard Craig checked on Dean, who had decided to fall asleep under a tree before opening the door for Jamie. "I can also scrounge up some food if you want. Have you figured out what you're going to do instead?" Craig couldn't imagine Jamie just lounging around and doing nothing. Wasn't who he was.