"You don't have to tell me. I haven't won the sad Olympics, but I qualified for the games, lets say. But George, m'boy...you can't stop yourself if you like someone. Don't let past hurt cloud you."
Oliver realized he might he sound preachy, and stopped himself. The drink didn't make him say anything he wouldn't have otherwise, but he didn't want to get on his friend's case too much.
"Sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about...sorry..."