Maybe not out loud, but you have to admit that you blame most of the things on me.

[At least they've managed to stay civil until now.]

You were complaining a lot about how it was too early to go to bed and how cold you felt. Then you wouldn't listen to my advice about anything, because you're stubborn as hell even while you're drunk. A few times you almost fell down... even missed a chair and sat on the floor.

Honestly, I could barely keep you from going back into the ballroom.