Far be it from Tony to not want to toast to breasts. That's always a good thing to toast to. But for right now, he'll have to settle for a common ground. Aftering the clinking of glasses with Dee, he proceeds to down the rest of that particular tumbler of Scotch.
"You know, I've been thinking. We could always go back to my place now. Since I have the feeling that neither one of us will be able to think coherently enough to find my place after a few more of these."