You mean most of the stuff. All the alcoholics are in such dire straights here.

[ trust him, he knows how he just drinks the good shit sparingly as he can when the ship gives it to him. ]

Depends on the person. I'm not that old and I've got some shit.

[ and knocking back his own if you don't mind. ] Damon's— that's about maybe the only thing he has patience for and snapping my neck doesn't actually take as long as you'd think. Vampire speed and all.

Nah, it just requires you to maybe promise you won't look at me differently tomorrow.