[That gets him to choke on his whiskey, just a little. It takes him a minute to compose himself again. Even after this many drinks his brain knows he needs to switch gears as he reassesses the situation.]

Sorry, [he mutters as he clears his throat.] I didn't think you...

[Managing to stop himself before he puts his foot in his mouth, he swallows and starts again. Even trying to be casual now.]

Alright. Sure.