Foggy steps in, pulling the gloves off and unwrapping his scarf. "Less said about that hangover, the better. I have no idea how I got back to the inn and the next day was mostly spent in misery. It's taken me about a week to recover to normal."

It's not entirely true, but he couldn't go back to work for three days because of the nausea.

"But... I do distinctly remember promising to make you scream and then following through on that. Which is sort of what we need to talk about, right?"