Here's to decaying in good company.

[Jack smirks and clinks his glass against Noah's before downing it. The alcohol is a little on the cheap side compared to what he was accustomed to, but there's quantity, so he'll keep his complaints to a minimum. Jack glances around the room.]

Well I don't see anyone pissing their pants yet. I think those blessings might go unclaimed. [He frowns thoughtfully.] What do you think they would be, anyway?