Orsino reached over Leigh's head, motioning as if straightening her crooked halo.
"All better," he observed, taking the bottle and popping the top off. He raised it slightly. "Hm...salud."
After drinking some, he set it down on the table, determined not to down it too quickly. He remembered all too well what had happened the last time he'd had too much to drink here. Not that a redux was not an idea he found appealing, he didn't think Leigh would appreciate it.
"Just pumpkin juice? Going to let just Leigh and I drink like grown-ups?"