Aidan raised his eyebrows and adopted an expression of pure innocence. "Mate, ye will surely remember that this whole idea was created under th' influence av alcohol. Consider this...inspiration."
He grinned and walked into Terry's flat, giving the ground plans his friend had been working over a cursory glance. "Terrance." He said mock-seriously. "I think we need a break. Me life 'as been crazy lately an' why don't we let th' world survive on its own for one evenin' an' mind our own business?"
Aidan slumped down on the nearest couch and held up the bottles. "Fancy a drink?"