"Fucking hell," she grumbles annoyingly, pulling away from him and grabbing her coat, her fist digging into the pockets. Granger removes a vial, grabs the lid with her teeth and spits it at him. He watches her, grabbing his length and pumping slowly as she downs the contains, flicking the vial over her shoulder. Shimming her pants down, she steps out of them and pushes his shoulders lightly. "There. Sober now. Happy?"