"Got no idea what it's like in the future or whatever it is, but if it hasn't changed since I were there I wouldn't bother. Full of people who think they're better than everyone, you know? In New York you do whatever you want, nobody gives you crap about it."

He may have higher tolerance, but the drink is started to hit Charlie now, too. Which means he's now talking a lot faster and bouncing very slightly in his seat. He's nothing if not an animated drunk. But even caught up in his own storytelling he notices where Ned's eyes are going to, and follows them himself.

"We tried an take care of one of them cameras first day here, and the next day it'd stuck itself back together or some shit. Gives me the real fucking creeps."