Fitz pulled Patrick to his feet though he hardly needed to expend the effort as the other man practically lept up. Well then. He followed, idly sipping from his bottle. Oh, he was feeling the alcohol but he wasn't quite as sloppy of a drunk. Then again, he didn't have something like Patrick's holiday attached to him. Yikes. "Don't you have like five?" Fitz set the bottle down and dug through the cabinets until he found two skillets and put them on the stove.