The diversion

Slowly, he walked into the wine bar in the living room. Picking up a glass , he took out a fancy bottle of wine . Taking off the cork, he filled the glass half way with the champagne color liquid. Dropping the bottle and fixing the cork, he spread his arms apart on the bar shelf staring into an empty space like one who was lost in the dark. He swiftly grabbed onto the glass with his right hand, sweeping it from its position, he gulped down all of it. 

The doorbell rang but he moved on to filling the glass up, unbothered. He gulped again and now the ringing had stopped. Walter walked in, shutting the door behind him, he spotted Stace in the bar filling up his glass. He could see the bottle was almost empty and he got the drill. 

"And what do you think you're doing?"

Walter asked from where he stood. Stace wouldn't even look at him.

.." drinking yourself to stupor?"

He asked further.

"I can't get drunk"