“Good idea! Why not?” Matthew got up from the sofa, went to the coffee table, poured a glass of cognac, put an icecube in, and then made another glass the same way. He walked over and handed one to Mike and took the other for himself.
"Enjoy your drink, man." Mike didn't know how to react. He took over the glass, even though he felt that he had had enough alcohol for today. He was already drunk.
Matthew continued to stare at him, slowly sipping the contents of his glass. After a while, he left it on the table and gracefully walked towards the piano. He theatrically bowed to his audience.
Even though he knew his friend was already drunk, he felt somewhat betrayed.
Patrick cheered at the sight of him. He made a place for him on a huge stool as he hoped they would play a four-handed piece together.
"Can I practice alone for a while?" Matthew asked with a mischievous smile.