believe it has been far too long since he visited his favorite... er... neighbor

spots Francis and smiles widely, offering him his glass "Francisssss!" he slurrs slightly.

noticed that, well, Feli had already gotten pretty deep in the wine, and slides his arm around his shoulder. "Good evening, my little drunk_

_friend."

giggles leaning against him for support. "Not drunk.. I think..!"

pats his head with his other hand, grinning. "Oh? You think?"

nods. "Yes, I think! Thinking is good! I think therefore I ....I.... Am! That's it!" He grins proudly up at the Frenchman.

chuckles and looks around. "And where is your tall potato? It's surprising not to see him at least 10 meters near you."

blinks. "Tall.. potato..?" All he pictures is a giant potato on legs.

starts g igling at the thought.

giggling**

chuckles again, thinking he better sit the Italian down before he giggled himself to the ground.

starts poking at the blonde's beard. "Fuzzyyy. Why don't you shave..?? Luddy has no facial hair, how come you do??"

tries really hard not to swat his hand away. Even though Feli was cute drunk, he didn't have to insult his beard! "Because that potato_

_shaves every morning." He leads him to a couch and sits him down. "And Matthew finds my beard to be charming."

wasn't being insulting. Just curious~ "oooooh" He murmurs like it was the most surrpising thing in the world. "Oh! Would you like some wine_

I have plenty to go around~" He smiles reaching for a bottle, but stops. just noticing now he was sitting down away from his wine. "Wha..?"

chuckles and reaches for the wine. "Hold out your glass, I'll refill it for you."

holds it out happily.

refills it with a hum, but only half way. He didn't want to get yelled at later for adding to the Italians stupor.

takes a sip then offers the glass to Francis once again. "Want some?"

takes it and takes a sip, making a pleased sound, before handing it back to him. "Very good. You got a good year."

nods. "Yeah. It's one of my favourites!" He grins a silly grin at the frenchman.

takes the glass from him again, knowing when the Italian has had enough. He finishes it off before he can whine.

pouts at Francis.. "My wineeee!"

pouts back at him. "You've had enouuuugh."

shakes his head, almost falling over on the couch. "It's never enough!"

catches him and pushes him back into the couch. "You've had enough. You don't want to go back to your potato all bruised, do you?"

blinks again. "What are you talking about potato??" He starts to giggle. "Po-ta-to! Hehe it's such a f-funny word!"