Beau is the stronger drinker between the two of us. So he is usually the driver even when we were just to drink 2 glass of beers. (Of course, if we were to get pissed drunk, we usually had a proper plan, accomodation included).
So one day, after drinking 3 pints of beers in one of the bars, and getting slightly tipsy, he got all worried as I was driving.
Beau: Dear, are you okay to drive?
Clayden: Yeah of course...
Beau: But you looked high...
Clayden: I am... But not as high as that time in xxxxx.
Beau: Of course not. You can't even walk straight.
Clayden: But I wasn't the one vomitting.
Beau: *pouts lip*
8 hours ago