( His cheeks were warm, eyes shut as he let the first drink work through him. )
Well... we don't gotta think. Just gotta act... on the first thought without worryin'.
( He reached down, took his glass, and finished it with a soft groan. )
Unless ya prefer to stay like this.
Tell me about it... ( he'd sigh before polishing off his glass ) Like...it's on the tip of my tongue, but still far away....
( to which he'd shake his head before leaning all the way back on the couch )
Well. Thinking too hard ain't gonna fix things, it seems.