"Heavens, no, I have a LOT more drinking to do before I'm anywhere near inebriated! Why, we haven't even gotten the swing music going or the space to start dancing, the night's far too young for me to pass out," Alastor guffawed, poking Lucifer right in the center of that red circle on his cheek.

"I'm far too sober to have a friend pawing at me."