Then... May I suggest I perform fellatio? You needn't do anything, and you can close your eyes and simply think of aught else.

[He was quickly uncorking a bottle of wine, about to pour it before he realizes that he has no glass. His eyes dip to it, he shrugs and drinks directly out of the bottle. He hadn't realized how nervous this would make him... But now that it was staring him in the face, it was somewhere north of terrifying. But he had his composure, and refused to show his true feelings on this. Someone had to stay grounded, here.]