[Arthur opened the door, looking... well. Mostly put together. His tie was loosened and his shirt was untucked, but other than that and a slight looseness in his posture, it was difficult to tell how much he'd drank.]
Capa. [He moved back to the couch and plopped down, motioning to the array of bottles on the coffee table.] Help yourself.
Re: Spam!
Capa. [He moved back to the couch and plopped down, motioning to the array of bottles on the coffee table.] Help yourself.