Dalton had been in his room after looking around at the rooms that were close by just to see what all was there or could be there. He was still very fascinated by this ship. Now he was joining the Doctor in the console room. He stopped when he was offered a drink from the bottle he had. “What is that?” he asked. He then shrugged and walked closer. “Sure, I guess I could take a drink and try it.” He reached for the bottle.
"M’actually not sure what it is. Friend o’ mine got it from the Beylex Galaxy in the 37th century." He peered at the bottle appraisingly before handing it over. "Bit strong. Go easy," the Doctor warned. "So how d’ya like my ship?"
The Doctor wasn’t overly fond of alcohol and his metabolism normally saw to it that it didn’t work especially well. Nine hundred years could tend to catch up with a person though and every so often he would give it another try. Whatever had been in that bottle Jack gave him was strong. To his finely tuned senses, it didn’t taste very good, but he was willing to put up with it in exchange for this marvelous feeling. As he lounged happily in the console room, the Doctor heard Dalton coming in and grinned in the direction of the hallway. “Hello! Drink?” He held the bottle out invitingly.
((Looool Asha is not amused. But yeah. Id totally toy with drunk!doc tomorroe if he’s still around if not, teasing sober!doc is just as fun ;P
//Drunk!doc tomorrow can certainly be arranged. It my first day of Spring Break and I don’t work so I can pretty much do whatever I want. Lol