You want to think about hypotheticals when you're buzzed?

[ Cash smiles and raises the bottle, all too happy to pour more into her glass. And his own. He pours himself a double of hers, in fact, just to make sure that she's not going to fully leave him behind. He won't get drunk from this much alcohol, but pleasantly stupefied? Probably. ]

I'm impressed. All I want to think about is really nice food or company.