Saronsen grins and happily takes one of the glasses set infront of him. "I guess years of drinking hard liquor day in and day out makes you a bit more tolerant to the stuff eh? He chuckles and pats Djinn on the shoulder. "Just make sure if you happen to feel ill.. Look the other way." He grins again as he downs the drink.
"Neugh", Tyler poked Djinn playfully, "Y-you're drunk, you'shlould sober up some missy" he slammed his fist down on the bar and began playing with a straw.
He glanced at Djinn and smiled again, she was beautiful and he felt bad for feeling that way. A conundrum.
Saronsen raises an eyebrow, wondering what that look was about. Seemed harmless enough though. He shrugs, and waves at Val as he turned around. "Night."
He spins around in the seat again, a little intoxicated. "Wheeee!'
He looks up at her and half smiles. "I think I should stop. At least, so you don't get sick and hurl all over me. He laughs some. "Maybe a bit of water, eh?" Saronsen pats her on the back lightly, noticing her face go a bit white.