"For one, it's a waste of good booze. And a good buzz." Richard said with a knowing sort of nod. He wasn't sure, but he kind of felt there was a flirtatious vibe going on. At least,t hat's what it felt like with the wink and everything, and it made Richard feel a little tingly. He liked it.
He dropped onto the couch and propped his feet up on the table, crossed at the ankles, body turned just so to face Damien rather than sitting straight out. Richard was a man who liked comfort, and appreciated it all the more after the time he'd spent in CTU custody where his comfort had been the last of anyone's concerns.