"I--um. Hate to tell you, but I didn't know you were missing at all." Feuilly laughs a little. Sorry, guys! The world didn't fall apart without you! (No, but really, that's good. Feuilly would feel awful if anything had happened to their beloved cats.) "It must make me a terrible friend. But really--you can't have been gone long. Maybe overnight?"

Oh, all right, he'll take the flask, since Lesgle is still nudging it hopefully in his direction. He gives it a sniff and a tentative sip. "--Yes, that's wódka all right."