He grinned and petted a hand up and down her back.
"Don't worry, I won't ask you if you've given your life to Hermes. And some are good people. These ones are. I'm pretty picky about my friends.
"And..well, I'm not a big inebriants guy. I had a friend go to rehab once, and that was too much of a mess for my tastes. I never go above green and a couple of shots of Scotch. Except when I finish a book. then it's lots of green and half a bottle of GOOD Scotch."