"Well, that part's easy, ain't it?" Jesse grinned at his green-skinned companion. "All ya gotta do is imagine me drunker than a skunk tryin to do my best Johnny Cash impression."
His smile got a little bigger. "Then all ya gotta do is imagine me beatin the shit outta who ever decided to heckle me through it. I get a real fightin urge on when I've had that much to drink. Not a lot to hold me back with that much liquor in me, cause it'd have to be one hell of a lotta booze."
He didn't think that Lorne would want fights starting in his establishment. Most folk didn't. Would that stop him if he was under the influence of that much alcohol? Not likely. Partly because of that urge, partly because he did like a good fight.