Marco stopped in the middle of the stairs, not intending to follow them until Rhett opened his mouth. "Oh. Wow, okay, is it like that, man? That's nice. Fuck you very much, too." He tipped his beer bottle and scrunched his face, toasting Rhett as sarcastically as possible.
"You're on your own, Cecilia," he apologized, returning to his ascent to his room. "Sorry. Good luck. I'm gonna go get fucked up." He laughed into the bottleneck again, then threw back his head and drank, before disappearing down the third floor hallway.