Charlie's smile was plastered across his face, "What will you be having then," he questioned, "second thought I'm going to surprise you."
He removed his cloak and tossed it into the booth. "You are going for completely toast and I'm going for slightly sloshed," he winked. "You need it more than me."
Charlie retreated up to the bar and ordered a couple of fire whiskey(s) to start the two off. Nothing too harass, but good enough to get a decent jump on the day.
Charlie returned to the booth and handed Tonks her drink, "To us," Charlie toasted before downing his shot and shaking his head as the liquid burned his throat.
The familiar burn reminded him of the nights he and Tonks had spent at Hogwarts drinking in the greenhouse, the first time he had ever drank fire whiskey and the first time he had ever kissed her.