Re: ~fingers~
He held up the bottle. "This was not because I am drunk. This was because this is now my bottle and I can do as I please with it."
Seeming to have forgotten how uncomfortable the last swig was, Orsino repeated the action, though perhaps with less gusto. This time he did not express as much displeasure. Still, it was clear he realized too late that it had been unwise.
"I don't think milk would be a good idea. I'll think about this. Here," He thrust his arm in Penny's direction, offering her the bottle. "You can have my whisky now, I'm done."
As if trying to find a comfortable position, Orsino shuffled around on the cushions. "Hey where's Ol...Oliver?...your roommate?"