"Then we're either going to kill each other or live forever if that's the case." Cold he even remember if he could get drunk? His metabolism was a lot faster than a human's, so he'd probably have to drink way more than Sarah to get remotely wasted and forget this whole horrible experience.
"If I could grow old and die, I probably would have married you. Maybe something along those lines anyway," he said as he started drinking the second glass. "Guess neither of us is destined to have a happy ending. Unless I look like a rabid licorice whip or you change your name to Rose, we're not going to get anywhere."