[ He waves off the idea of a drunk fuck, having very much been there and done that. It was fun a few times, less so these days. ]

No, no. No one has has much fun as they think they will while that drunk.

[ But still, being not even tipsy, he does pause here for a good, long swig of his drink. He eyes Rex as it lowers again, looking thoughtful. ]

And ... yes, but the arrow is still in the air, as they say. Who knows where it may fall? But the odds are good thus far.

[ Also a lie. How can he turn away someone as thirsty as he is? But he doesn't have to look desperate, at least. ]