David wouldn't call it being up to his usual tricks. He'd call it doing what he liked to do. He was very up front about it. He didn't make excuses for his hobbies, or vices. They were what they were, and it wasn't really anyone's business what he did. He wasn't really hurting any one. And if he'd hurt Lexie, so be it. He'd at least been honest about who he was. What happened between them had been an accident blown way out of proportion by everyone around them. And he was getting the raw end of the deal.
"Right. I guess. I wouldn't know. I've never had a heart attack." Didn't plan on having one either. Red wine was supposed to help wit that. That and exercise. David didn't own a car and therefore had to walk everywhere. It kept him in decent enough shape. "Oh. Well good luck remembering?" He asked. He wasn't sure what she wanted him to do about it. Like he was supposed to know what she'd forgotten.