The drink hadn't been spilled because there was nothing left to spill. Ramses had just swallowed the last of the contents of his glass before the other man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slammed into the table, causing him to jump involuntarily.
He didn't appear to be completely drunk, Ramses decided after a moment's inspection of the table crasher. Indeed, the other man looked to have been completely lost in thought judging from the expression on his face and the words that spilled out of his mouth.
Ramses nodded and gestured toward the opposite seat. "Quite all right, though perhaps you'd be better off sitting before you do yourself damage. Emerson is my name, Ramses Emerson."