"Are you saying you want company?" Antonin asks with a lazy grin. "I do technically qualify as 'the living.'"

Antonin's certainly not going to clutch his pearls over some mild drug use. He did go to parties with rich people who thought they were immortal in the late 60s and early 70s, after all. And Severus could use some unwinding, since he's resisted Antonin's affable peer pressure toward excessive drinking.

"And the dead, did they do anything interesting?"