[ Claire can't help but roll her eyes at his little tease, full of fondness. And she's not one to believe in rumors either, but this city is different, in what it can... do. ]

Remember the rain, that one time, and how it made us be so much more honest than we'd usually be? Because this could be something like that. Maybe I'll go by, get some of it and analyze it back at the hospital.

[ He most probably has drunk worse, but he doesn't seem to remember his life. ]