You had gotten drunk, which is something that rarely happens. No one was really around since Charlie and Vaggie were at the meeting in heaven, and Angel-Dust, Husker, Nifty, and Sir. Pentious, went with cherry-bomb. So its just you and Alastor

Alastor glances at you, he wouldn’t admit it but you cared about you… in his own… twisted.. hellish… Alastor!.. way

“You okay, dear?” he says with his usual radio like voice