Philip couldn't help but laugh as he got the firewhiskey down from where he kept it. His mother would probably complain but she was always saying something snide about Harper though Philip never really knew why. All he had ever told her was good things about him and Harper had never done a thing to her. He had just chalked it up to his mother being contrary.

"Maybe I have.. maybe I haven't," Philip said coyly as he settled onto a stool beside Harper. "And just how bad a day did you have to be needing firewhiskey and chocolate rabbits?" He was pretty sure Harper was teasing but he did feel a pinprick of concern just in case that he wasn't. He did care quite deeply for his friend, after all - even if he wasn't quite aware how deeply just yet.