[i]The alcoholic beverages were downed individually in troves as they were slid down the long oaken table, and JT just chuckled as each and every beverage was sent down his throat with little more than a burn when he chugged his whiskey, for the Cowboy wasn't one to be affected by alcohol with anything but a confidence boost. Eventually he just sat up from his spot and plopped down beside Irina. "Ma'am I don't exactly get drunk the typical way."[/i]