Re: Daniel/Chris - Rec Room Pool Entry - 7:15 p.m.
At last a boyish grin broke over Daniel's face. "My man," he said. His hand shot out, snapping up the flask in a flash. His plate forgotten, discarded on a nearby table, he poured a generous amount of vodka into the punch, until the lot of it nearly spilled over the rim.
"So a waiter, huh," he said, raising the cup to his lips. He sipped noisily at it until the liquid level lowered enough to hold it more comfortably. He smacked his lips. "Here's where I'd normally make a joke about you serving me, but I think the painkillers are already kickin' in. You'll have to come up with somethin' clever on your own."
Painkillers or no, Daniel downed at least half his drink before setting it aside and turning to solid food. He settled back against the lounge chair and stretched his good leg out over the mesh. The plate balanced on his lap, he dug greedily into a small pile of chips and dip. "Never thought I'd see the day you'd be draggin' me half-naked into a public gathering. I dunno what I did to deserve this, but I like it."