*can't help but feel a faint tug of something like regret because you really are so adorably irresistible right now* *to console you, wraps an arm around your shoulders and kisses your temple* Later, darling, when you're sober and of sound mind. Maybe we should just enjoy the party first?
*is hungry enough to have to tear into a bread roll while waiting for the starter* *politely declines the server's offer of wine or champagne*