[Well! Tired though he is, you can have that smirk returned at the invitation; he isn't entire sure what to make of the words themselves - come now, boy, what are you, fifteen? - at the very least they seem to have amused him.]

Ah, do I? I haven't been one for alcohol in quite some time, Mr. Triton, but I can't say it doesn't sound like a lovely idea on some days.