"All right, scotch it is then." Harry stumbled up to the bar and leaned heavily against it and for a second he forgot what he wanted, but thankfully by the time the barkeep came back he had remembered and promptly ordered more Firewhisky and scotch for Snape. He balanced the two drinks with caution as he moved back across the dingy pub and set both down on the table with loud clanks.
He nudged Snape's beverage of choice towards Snape, before twisting off the cap of his own.