[You don't know him at all Hawke. The stench alone, never mind the fact that it's a corpse.]

If I wake up the next morning and I'm not in bed alone? Typically my point of measurement. [You asked Hawke, besides vomiting is messy business that leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Dorian is neither one for messy or bad taste, so he's found the line between drunk and vomiting drunk.]

Oh? Teach me physical defense...is that an authentic offer or just an excuse to get close to me? [But she has a very good pint.] Yes, I'd rather not have to touch anything while I'm fighting. You don't know where people have been.

[Elitist much?]