True enough, he wasn't drunk enough, so he takes the invitation and steals the bottle back, taking a few healthy mouthfuls before handing it back and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. Her fingers twirling about his hair give him the mental note that maybe he should get a haircut sometime soon, but it feels so pleasant... maybe he shouldn't?

"You don't think so?" He turns back to his notebook and skips a few lines, writing down his Auror training and the date he started.

"Er, what about searching for the Horcruxes? Problem-solving and perseverance?"