"Yeah, bare minimum. Can't do it, though. Gonna postpone gettin' shitfaced." The chances of something malicious happening are probably pretty low, but he's still aboard a train brimming with folks who make him just uncomfortable enough to want to stay alert.

"Then again..." He picks his head up, looking around thoughtfully. "You see anything that looks expensive around here?" Anything expensive that could be ruined by spilled alcohol, specifically.