"Well, sure, but you're drunk, so you have a viable excuse." Scorpius grinned, and leaned back on the couch. He shrugged casually. "And be like what always? Drunk? That's my job, isn't it?" He laughed, and ran a hand through his blonde hair. He really was enjoying this entirely too much. "I don't think your poor liver can take it. It's taken years of training to get where I am. Not that it's something to brag about."
He leaned forward then, resting his elbows on his knees. He scrutinized Lily carefully, although he wasn't sure what he was looking for. Here was this girl that all his life he hated. And now? Now he wasn't so sure if he hated her, and not just because she had come onto him while drunk. After all, she was just as human as he was, and being forced to be married to her was working. Not that they had any form of intimacy between them, but it did make him realize that he wasn't the only person in the whole world, and other people did have feelings too. Fancy that.