Severus smirked a bit and turned his face to kiss at Alecto's fingers, letting his hand up.
"I brought some Irish 'pride'," he said, shrugging the black bag out from over his shoulder to open it up and pull out a bottle of Jameson Irish Whiskey, showing it to her, "Even though a holiday for drinking is rather sad proof how worthless the general public is. That said, I'm a hypocrit, because I'm quite prepared to get pissed."
He dug into the bag again and found a little green clover pin, moving to affix it to Alecto's tank top.