Torhan spat a touch of his own liquor out of his mouth from the hard slap and sighs as another good sip of the good stuff was wasted upon another drunken mongrel. He enjoyed drink yes but he prefers his mind sharp rather then dulled like the dullard bragging about this wheat festival. With a sigh he would restrain himself further knowing that the paladin would frown on impulsive behavior such as lighting the mans drink on fire and letting him try to put out his booze soaked flaming beard by dunking his head in pig slop or a horse trough. Although that does sound like a good idea for a prank. Either way he would relax with that pleasant vision of retribution in his head.