"You're wor-wor-worried?" Rowan laughs, as he shakes his head, "Not 'cos I'm drunk, surely?"
He stops, his face going dead serious, "Wait, you're right. I'll shake it off."
A couple of intense moments pass, Rowan standing stock still.
"Right," he says, "Now all I need is a kiss to stop the alcohol effect."
Rowan's hands fly upward a moment, like he doesn't know what to do. Quickly, though, they are on Jordan's back, roaming around. He stops a moment, then looks at Robert and Alex,
"I've got a game. We sit on the floor... And the girls kiss us all one by one," Without waiting for a reply, he pulls Jordan to the ground, rolling over so they're side by side, still kissing.