Drake didn't have a chance to say anything to Ari because Ric dropped a cupcake on his chest. He used his good hand to grab it and take a bite out of it. "Not clumsy," he argued. "The handles froze up and I couldn't turn." He also couldn't figure out why there were a bunch of people - and yes, four other people counted as a bunch, thank you very much - in his apartment. He should have realized that he couldn't have cancelled the party even if he wanted to. Too many people knew where he lived - even people he had never invited over.
"And the last thing I was thinking about was Champagne," he told Ari before shooting Rene a don't you even look. "Which, by the way, thanks again for that. I still need to thank Aspel." And now he needed to figure out suitably embarrassing ways to get back at them on their birthdays. Preferably publicly. There had been a squire in the office when Champagne had started dancing.