Well at least there weren't any lingering physical effects. "Same here," Just a tinge of a headache, and he just generally felt off, but that could have been for a few reasons at this point. Nemo had sobered up rather quickly last night when Penny had gotten ill. "Hopefully a little food will help, there's an assortment in here." He knew what she preferred, and had obviously gotten things she would like, but a variety the morning after was not a bad idea. Who knew what would make the stomach turn with a hangover.

He placed the bag of food on the coffee table and moved to take off his coat again. He still felt a little disheveled too, despite his best intentions to clean himself up, but he rather thought that was to be expected as well. "The concierge is arranging for a portkey home early this afternoon."