Faolan did laugh aloud at Lucien's next comment, even a little louder than he intended to. [color=a36209]"Oh, just thought you'd mention that, hm?"[/color] He said, shaking his head and reaching for the bottle. He poured himself another round, his hand very steady, he was pleased to see. He poured himself one finger's worth this time, and tossed it back in one smooth motion.

As the bartender approached, Faolan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and turned toward the man, [color=a36209]"Just give him a moment, he did start off with red wine, remember."[/color]

Faolan then turned back to Lucien and met his gaze as the Frenchman spoke. For the life of him, he could not pull his eyes away for a couple of seconds after he had finished speaking. When he felt as though he could move again, he shifted himself in his seat to lean slightly against the bar, grunting to himself as he did so. [color=a36209]"Mighty confident now, give it a few and you'll be singing like the lads outside."[/color] Something in Lucien's eyes...it was making him uncomfortable, but he couldn't place exactly why.

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About an hour and a half later, the bottle of whiskey was nearly down to its last dregs. The bar had filled considerably, with men and women alike, as the work hour was done for the day and the weekend began. Faolan and Lucien continued their game, well past where a sober man would have stopped. 

Although he was not as drunk as he has ever been, Faolan was certainly feeling the effects of the alcohol now. He was much warmer than was comfortable for him, and had undone the first three buttons of his shirt and tied his hair back into a loose ponytail to keep it out of his eyes. He was glistening slightly with sweat, but it was not profuse, just enough to keep him cool. He was sitting on the stool, turned towards Lucien, and gesturing with an empty glass. 

His words were just shy of slurring as he spoke, [color=a36209]"Do you know where the word 'whiskey' comes from, anyway?"[/color] He asked, his voice a little louder now to carry over the sound of the other patrons.