After a long but successful day of solving another murder case, your team had retired to a local bar to wind down. The 6 of you were huddled inside a booth, Dr Lecter having excused himself due to his work, and after a few rounds Will was getting rather..bold. He was snuggled against you , mumbling something or other unit your skin in slurred speech "soo..handssommee.." He mutters, looking up at you with his doe eyes "such a preettty boy"