Tristan tried to regain himself, still sober enough to realize that he was embarrassing himself, but not sober enough to fully control his reactions. Indeed, when Douglas winked at him, he flustered, and quickly put the glass to his lips again to hide it - as if that would help.

After taking a sip and composing himself, he sat the glass down. "Well, then, I'm glad to know you feel that way. I say as long as we stay out of jail, it will be a good night," he said with a teasing smirk in Douglas' direction.