Re: Quicklog, Webster's Vinyl: Daniel/Newt
Celebrating? No. [Daniel laughed an empty laugh.] It just takes more than two for me, these days. This is sufficient. [He sat at the table, and stretched out his bare feet to their full length under it. Two glasses were already on the table, and one was half full of a glistening ruby liquid. There was already an additional bottle breathing on the table, a bottle that was rather dusty and had a bit of packing fibre still attached to the edge of one the rectangular label, which read, "Chateau Lafite Rothschild." Daniel put out one hand and beckoned Newt toward him.] Open your bit of swill, my friend. [Daniel's ivories glinted with amusement under his kitchen lamp. His eyes, obviously, trailed down to Newt's throat, and back up to his face. He did not chastise him.] I am about to be much better. What troubles one of the folk in a place like this?