Simon quietly ignored Chris' calling him Carmine.  It was obvious that Chris was probably bombed out his own head and wouldn't require another drink to pass out.  Once he made sure that Chris was securely seated back at the table, he noticed that the ratio between the glasses was off.  Simon looked at April and raised an eyebrow in a silent question, had she poured her entire glass into his?  Before either of them could react, Chris had picked up the glass and swilled down half in one shot.<br/><br/>Simon expected Chris to crash right there and then but much to his surprise, Chris was still upright.  Still talking too for that matter.  Simon looked back to April, "I hope you don't mind but I've called a taxi for the both of you.  It's not going to be here for a few more minutes.  Do you want me to wrap up the entrees and bring out your desserts?"<br/><br/>