Chuck's too distracted, sorry cab driver. He'll hit you up later.

He's got a tight hold on Raleigh's hand as he follows him in. There's something he needs to remember, but he's taking off the borrowed gloves and peeling himself out if his coat. He'll remember it soon.

...and indeed, it's coming to him as he drops his coat and pulls Raleigh into his arms again, pressing his mouth to the corner of his jaw. "We're drunk," he mumbles into his skin. "We've been drinking and you're--in a really bad place--" his words would hold more weight if he wasn't kissing down his neck.