Picking up his own bottle, leaning slightly into the table, Lee lifted the bottle Oliver handed over to him and did the same. "To tomorrow!" He mantra'd before taking a swig and making a face at the taste. Even the little alcohol that was in it that was missing made a difference. Moving around to rest his back on a table, elbows balancing him as he nonchalantly held the bottle, Lee had the 'thinking' face on that once-upon-a-time the twins had encouraged and teased, saying when Lee looked like that he was working something up more maniacally then they could ever come up with.
"No fuckin' clue. I got some-" Lee glanced behind him and realized he'd forgotten his bag. Pulling out his wand, he was gonna be lazy--and summoned it over, ruffling through it before pulling out the few pieces of parchment with schematics on it and parts needed. "I swear she's a bloody genius my sister, they are rough and were the first things she could think of. After my other sister stops glaring at her she's going through one of our old moving boxes we didn't unpack to find a book about it. She says she remembers having one..."