Walking by closely enough to overhear things Ford had said under his breath — sure. Ford rolled his eyes, and consequently wasn't cognizant enough of Tycho reaching for the bottle to stop him from taking it.
"I didn't come here to clean your room," he snapped. "I came here to talk to you, but I didn't expect you — passed out drunk in a pile of trash and dirty clothes." This was entirely unfair, he was aware. It wasn't an accurate description of how he'd found Tycho, and even if it had been an accurate description of the room it was hardly suspicious for Ty to be asleep at this time of night. "Give me that," he said, mostly to preempt Tycho's rebuttal, and reached for the scotch bottle again.
"I didn't come here to clean your room," he snapped. "I came here to talk to you, but I didn't expect you — passed out drunk in a pile of trash and dirty clothes." This was entirely unfair, he was aware. It wasn't an accurate description of how he'd found Tycho, and even if it had been an accurate description of the room it was hardly suspicious for Ty to be asleep at this time of night. "Give me that," he said, mostly to preempt Tycho's rebuttal, and reached for the scotch bottle again.
Set by Lady!