[Tony is a man who knows all about saying a big old fuck you to responsibility when it was needed. Who knows all about the benefits of cutting loose and letting go. Even if it was just once, just to unwind. To forget all about what was bothering you and just go full out, to lose yourself in a pleasant haze and never want to come back out.]

Alright, point. But staring at it like it holds the answers to the universe kind of does. [He's shrugging, and glancing towards the bar, combinations of alcohol already shifting through his head, all being sorted out in his mind through potential potency. Or rather, how quickly they can knock a person flat on their back with a one way trip to happy town.] I know just the thing for difficult days.