Justin laughed, and he tottered a bit on his stool, but regained his balance. He might've fallen, if he was anywhere near as drunk as Ron seemed to be, but he wasn't even close.
"No, of course not. Well, just for you, Ron, here's to nicely tanned women with warm mouths and large breasts." He raised his mug again, but he couldn't hide the slightly distasteful look he had at the mental image he'd provided.