Dan had reached the bar and opened the door that hid all the drink by the time someone started yelling at him. He had been intending to just take a quick look and actually pick something, but when he heard the voice, he just grabbed a bottle at random and turned round to see who was talking to him.
"I'm oka-" he began, speaking before he finished moving, and then he stopped as he saw who (what?) was speaking to him. Then he unscrewed the lid of the bottle he was holding, and drank from it. Vodka, apparently, although he didn't really care what was in the bottle just then. He grimaced a little - drinking straight vodka wasn't something he did often, after all - and then took another drink.
The blue dragon man was still there after the second mouthful. Shit. And it wasn't an alien ghost - he'd been told to just ignore those.
He cleared his throat a little. "I, uh. I'm okay. Thanks," he replied, and held up the bottle as proof. He seemed okay, but anyone who knew him well would have seen that he was more than just a little wild around the eyes, because holy fuck, that was a huge blue dragon man yelling down at him about fiery-haired women.