You're just being technical now. Still might have your number, unless of course you don't want to go back.

[After four years, it might be understandable. He took the bottle that was slid to his hand, flipping the lid off of it and tossing it on the coffee table. He stretched his legs out under it and made himself comfortable.]

I haven't felt that since I was seventeen. [He could remember what it was like though. He wasn't that far along, being more conservative, but he was warm enough to perhaps be more talkative than he usually would be.] Snuck into the pub for dancing after getting to that place. Got much drunker than that after...

[He sipped his new bottle.] Just feeling warm. I'm in control.