Uh-huh... [Klaus cants his head a little, eyes squinting doubtfully in the cowboy's direction at all those little qualifiers he's laying out. Like recognizes like, sir.] Awfully explain-y for someone who's convinced they're not an alcoholic, there, buddy.

I mean, I'm not gonna drink mouthwash to get drunk, if that's the kinda thing you mean? [He snickers at the thought. He's never been that hard up.]