Remy almost chuckled at the question, but it probably would have made his headache worse. The worst part of it all was that if he had just stayed at the party, sedentary and thinking only about cards, smoking, drinking, and hanging with the boys, he wouldn't be feeling so rotten. The worry had tossed his head more than the booze.
"What haven't we been drinkin', I t'ink is de better question. And, oui, dat's usually what happens when ya drink, non?" He sounded strained at having to acknowledge that fact.