"Iggy, calm down." Alfred said, ears twitching in annoyance, "No way, Arthur. You've had way too many of those!" He said as he grabbed the beer out of Arthur's hand.
"G-give it baaack~!" Arthur whined as he made a feeble attempt at taking it back, but missed and fell flat on his face.
Alfred bent down, tail waving happily, "Y'know Arthur, your pretty vulnerable right now~!"
"Don't you even think about it, Jones." Arthur slurred, trying to sound intimidating.
"Don't think about what?" Alfred asked, batting at Arthur's lazy tail.
"You know 'what'." Arthur replied; swiping his tail out of harms way.
Alfred inched closer, so that they were face to face, "No, Arthur, I don't think I do. Why don't you tell me what I can and can't do to you?" Alfred said, bringing them nose to nose, his tail waving impatiently, "But Arthur~, that one night you said I could do whatever~!" Alfred pouted.
Arthur blushed, he may have been drunk, but clearly understood what Alfred was talking about. "Fine. Do whatever…"Arthur said, standing and walking to his room, tail and waiter apron swishing as he walked.
Alfred punched a fist into the air and chased after him.