Eliot also felt okay about this since, despite Fawn saying he didn't really drink, the champagne didn't seem to have hit him too hard. Eliot certainly wasn't trying to get him drunk.

"Lovely," he said happily, and looked up to see the same server waving them away when Eliot looked up at him. He was going to bring this guy a cocktail tomorrow. "Ready to go then?" he asked Fawn.