(Before you ask, yes I know the last question is in this screenshot as well. I had to include it since there were several questions in one comment)

David leaned against the steel door, honestly starting to accept that struggling was futile, and he just had to be patient.
"I don't actually drink," David sighed.
"Not anymore," Jack chuckled.
"Ugh! Hush you!" David pouted.
"He was very bad at holding his liquor, so it did not take much for him to get drunk, he preferred anything that tasted sweet, certain types of wine for example," Jack explained.
"Geez, why were you so focused on what I used to drink?" David asked.
"Do not worry about it, anyways, as for me?...Have you ever heard of Spirytus vodka?" Jack chuckled. David nearly choked on air.
"JACK! THAT IS LITERALLY THE STRONGEST ALCOHOL!" David gasped.
"I am quite aware," Jack sighed.
"It literally takes your breath away when you drink it," David groaned.
"I do not drink it often, however it is my favorite," Jack shrugged.
"How long does it even take you to get drunk?" David asked, genuinely curious.
"My ability to hold my alcohol is possibly supernatural," Jack smirked.
"You scare me sometimes," David sighed.
"I am also aware of that," Jack chuckled.