Nemo chuckled as Penny settled herself on the bed. He shrugged out of his coat and tossed it over the arm of the so-called sofa. It really didn't look all that comfortable, but he would be fine. Just the mere thought of sharing a bed with Penny wasn't even acceptable, no matter how innocent it was. If he were sober enough he'd transfigure it into something more comfortable, but he didn't dare try in his current state.

"I'll be fine." He insisted as he too leaned down to unlace his boots, nearly falling over in the process. This brought about another fit of laughter from him. Oh this was going to be an interesting night indeed. Finally he managed to get his own shoes off and placed them off to the side near his coat. The bottle of wine caught his eye, but he thought better of it as he sank into the uncomfortable couch. He'd be fine, drunk enough not to notice, hopefully.