If you have pushed yourself to the point where you cannot stand on your own, it is better to stay down lest you fall on your ass.

[ He pours Jim another shot and moves to the control console, plugging in a new set. The scene flickers and changes, giving them a balmy night in antiva, the sea glimmering in the moonlight, the stars above, the creak of boats in their moorings. He and Jim are on a rooftop facing the ocean. ]

Besides. This is best drunk sprawled on a roof, is it not?