-Morgan and Ingrid. hangover baaaad, tylenol gooood-<br/><br/>"I was wearing boxers, luckily, when I pulled that stunt, though I have heard some people tell the story that I was buck ass naked. I was not, I rarely get that drunk around here. Just moderately blotto. And I understand about being in the mood to vent. I'm sorry I took the shot when you were not in the mood to take it."<br/><br/>He moved as she got up, brave woman that. He had a momentary fear that she would keel over and Aline would accuse him of hitting her, that really wasn't his style. bending her over his knee and paddling her ass till it was Rudolph red, maybe, but not real violence. He heard her request and reached for the bottle of Advil on the floor.<br/><br/>"If you keep the Advil down you can also have some Aleve, the Naproxin will reduce the pressure and it is all OTC. " he paused to her last question. "While you were sleeping, yes, I have been busy. And no, there are no sharpie tattoos on you, I was good, I promise." He passed her two Advil from the bottle. "Go slow, you drank a lot Ingrid." There was actual concern in his voice.