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Johnny held his tasting glass up to the light like he had any idea what he was looking for. He swirled it, sniffed it, made a face he definitely didn’t need to make, then noticed Chris drifting over. “Oh thank god, Pontius. I was two seconds away from pretending I taste ‘notes of oak’ just to survive this.” He leaned in, lowering his voice like they were committing a crime. “If I start giggling, it’s because these pours are way bigger than they look.” He clinked his glass lightly against Chris’s. “Ready to get classy in the least classy way possible?” // @chrisotrpontius

Chris was happy to either continuously be offered 'samples' or just asked if he would like to try something different. He did not care what was being handed to him as long as the drinks kept coming. When he spotted Knox, he approached him with a big grin that promised nothing but trouble. "Honestly, I don't even remember the name of whatever this is," he said, holding up his current glass. He chuckled at the other man's remark about the pours, nodding his head eagerly. "Man, you know I'm down. You got something in mind already?"

chrispontius: gnarly i promise not to force party boy on you chrispontius: but i do need to grab a skateboard

chrispontius: soooo awesome chrispontius: shots with me in greece and i can show you something you've never seen

meganfox: red red wine, you make me feel so fiiiine..

chrispontius: you keep me rockin all of the time! chrispontius: someone is doing vacay right