[ he almost does one of those awkward breathing-your-food-chokes when swallowing the last bite, slapping his chest and coughing into his hand-- ]

K-- keg stand, dear Lord...

[ HA. Abel knows he's joking, of course, but it's his job to look momentarily scandalized before he simply breaks into a chuckle. JUN, please... ]

...I do wonder, though. Have you done any drinking? You know, hypothetically, of course. Since you're not of legal age and thus wouldn't do such a thing, naturally.