"Oh. I'm drinking." Johnny wasn't going to let Mary drink alone, for one. And he had a feeling that he was really going to need the liquid courage for what she had to tell him. They were going to have to steal bottles from the bar. At least two. Damn it.
He sighed.
"This is completely unfair, I hope you realize. Little miss 'alcohol works normally for me'." his statement was complete with exaggerated hand motions. The kind that people made when they were playfully mocking somebody. Mary didn't have any say in what happened to him, they both knew. But he had to feel normal somehow in this moment.