Ashley: You've been drinking, haven't you?
Andrew: *Standing up.* How dare you? How dare you accuse me of drinkingeninge!? Me! Your brother and lover! Ol' Andy, Ol' Hussie loving, traitorous, one for the road, back pedalling fuck of a brother! *Stumbles around, knocking things over and rambling.* Me!? Drinkeninge?! Why, I'll tear you limb from limb! *Stumbles backwards onto the floor, knocking down the curtains in the process.*
Ashley: ... No, but you have, though, haven't you?
Andrew: *Still on the floor.* Yeah.














