"I know exactly what you mean." Reb nodded. "I like to keep my wits and faculties firmly unimpaired at all times." Not to mention one could not make a clean getaway the next morning hungover. That and if you were the only one not hungover you could acquire a lot of interesting and valuable items.
Reb was one of the few Tawa that didn't partake in a lot of alcohol and he rarely, if ever, touched the weed. He liked his mind and his wits and dexterity were the tools of his trade, to have them impaired in anyway would be disastrous in his opinion.
"Well, that's everything done. Thank you for the help. Maybe I'll see you at the party later?"