Hey, the intoxication just helps. He's wanted to do something like this for a long time, just never had the... well. Time or lack of reservations. Or anything like that, really. So now, here he is.

Just drunk enough to where the edges of the guilt blur and the world turns fuzzy enough to where he can think maybe, just for a bit, this is how it was before.

"Nope. I'm Roller. Remember? Don't tell me you forgot. 'Cause then I'd have to make sure you remembered, and I'm not sure I know how to do that right now."

He swings his partner again, before once more pulling him in. Up close. Personal.

"I could totally think of something though."