The officer nodded to Tuck as he opened the door. "Michael Adderley?" he asked, stepping aside. "Thanks for coming. Just watch your step there, your buddy puked on the floor. He's sleeping right now, but I don't trust him to not still do something dangerous, which is why I called you. Far as I can ascertain he overdid it a bit last night and passed out without locking up after him. Upstairs neighbour called, was a bit concerned. I don't think he's bad enough to need hospital treatment, but I called you just to be on the safe side." The officer was a chatty one, liked sounding like he was well-informed, and really, dealing with drunks was everyday stuff.