[No need to take anyone home. That's quite a defining statement. Guy mentally tucks it away and takes the offered shirt.]

Not bad. It isn't my own, but I'm going to be in a desperate need for more shirts than what I wore before here.

I'm looking for a coat. Brown, excellent fabric, well tailored, deep pockets. I do hope my bottle is still in it. It was my father's.

[And a well known personal vice.]