Lyle took a very hesitant tiny so and Mira reached over, tipping his glass and making him drink more. He couched a bit and Joe chuckled sipping on his own glass.<br/><br/>"Mira!" Lyle huffed and wiped his face setting the bottle aside.  It was going to be a long night.<br/><br/>A few glasses in and they had two no's, and two yes. Lyle was already feeling it pretty badly already with flushed cheeks and lack of coordination. Joe helped him with the next bottle as the each got their fourth glass. Mira and Joe seemed in affected while Dean had a slight blush and Lyle was almost hammered.<br/><br/>"I say he stops being able to talk after this glass." Joe said as hehe drank.<br/><br/>"Hey, I can handle bit.. It. I can handful.. Wait." Lyle looked confused like the words were playing tricks on him.<br/><br/>"He's so cute." Mira laughed and Lyle hit Joe with his elbow.