[ Cisco is definitely not taking that out. Not in a million years. He scoots his chair right up between Harry and the modules in question, getting in his way, refusing to let him turn his back. He can be just as obstinate as Harry, thanks very much. ]

There's no scientific evidence that a moderate amount of alcohol influences decision-making at all. There's like, a dozen double-blind studies that show that it's mostly the perception of social permission that drinking gives people that makes them do stupid shit they regret later.

[ Cisco tries to catch Harry's eyes, expression stubborn and determined and, even though he doesn't mean it to be, a tiny bit hurt. ]

And I make great choices.

[ He's starting to really worry now, that he won't be able to get Harry to listen to him. That Harry will ruin everything before it has a chance to be anything. ]

Harry, why are you doing this? And don't even try to act like you weren't into it, okay.