Like you don't know! [This comes out as a half-squawk while Jamie squirms and kind of flails gently in Sora's general direction. Sora, you fiend.]

[He huffs a laugh and leans his head back against the couch, partly so he can put an end to Sora's tickling and partly so he can look him in the eye.] Well, there are worse things we could've done than make out while we were drunk. Like on a scale of one to ten, with one being like...passing out, and ten being setting something on fire, I think making out is maybe a two.