"I will, ta very much." Not just all words, he reached over the bar counter and refilled his glass himself.
He tossed back another gulp of whiskey and then snorted at all of Hugo's outlandish claims. "Right, and the Queen has knighted me for my excellent pies."
Scorpius was a little too sauced to realise that no one like Hugo was supposed to know about his pies. Few knew he did something so.. domestic.