[ He stuffs his mouth with the food as he speaks, eyes lighting up... because this is more flavour than he’s ever had before. This stuff is good! He’ll quickly inhale it (not literally), taking mouthfuls and barely chewing before swallowing. ]

Ah. I think I get it. [ He’s curious but not enough to pry or push. Saying last night wasn’t a good night is pretty vague, though. ]

You probably drank too much, then. Did you end up taking him to bed and doing something obscene, I wonder?

How about I go check on him?

[ He reaches for the plate... give him the whole thing, please. ]