"Yeah. We can meet in a tree house! And we can have a pulley that lifts a bucket up so we can give each other copious amounts of alcohol. And we can have a sign on the front that says, 'No one not considered dead for at least a year allowed!' Though, we might need to abbreviate it. That would be a big sign," he said and took another sip of Tony's offerings.
Then, after some consideration, he pushed it away. The last thing he needed was to get drunk again. He was drinking on an empty stomach and he could already feel a strong buzz churning in his lips and head.
He ran a hand through his hair.
"You really don't see the strawberry? I coulda sworn someone said it was strawberry blonde," Wash said with a squint.
He sighed.
"I'm gonna get her back, though, y'know. I wasn't at first because I thought--well I thought. That was my first mistake. But Zoe's going to be my wife again. I won't...I won't make her. I'll just win her. I will be really debonair and sweep her off her feet-y," he said with certainty.