Xaviers!

"It sounds silly. I appurrove," he said with what sounded like an actual purr.

Basil went into a giggle fit, turning visible again and dabbing his eyes a bit with his hand.

"Alright fine, you win. I can't do that." He sighed contentedly.

Then he started inspecting the back of his hand.

"I am the pun king!" he announced.

"Iiis there a bug on your hand or something?"

"Nah mate. Jus' lookin' to look b'fore it disappears again." He replied, the drink obviously getting to his speech.

"So... it jus' does its own thing... your power?"

"Pretty much. Used t'be invisible all the time, didn't much care for it, but not certain this is really better."

"Really? If I started shiftin' back to normal temporarily I'd be stoked."

"Bein' invisible all th'time is bollocks, but it's th'same. Consistent. Bein' constantly visible again would be bloody fantastic.

Bein' either or and you don't know when? Thas a liability in th'makin' mate. What if I need t'be invisible? 'Round these parts it's kinda helpful. What if when I was standin' in th'corner'a th'room in m'birthdays with Colette's sheers b'hind m'back, I just randomly became visible and th'aliens saw me starky? That's real bleedin' threatenin'."

"Yu'll get theres buddy," he assured, words finally slurring, "Rome wasn't grilled in a day."

He snorted. "...built..."

At the word grilled Basil commented." Bloody hell, a kebab sounds amazing!" Completely distracted by what he was saying before.

"Duuude... yesss," he answered with a short, involuntary purr. "Meat on a stick!"

"No no!" Basil replied, sounding a bit chastising. "Not a skewer. A kebab. With salad n sauce? Ohhhh and chips innnssiiidddee.

Lesgo!" Basil replied, trying to stand up right. It took some finagling, but he was clearly a pro at this boozin' thing.

"How do you skewer salad?" Diego asked as he got up a little wobbly, ignoring the correction.

Basil was already on the phone getting an Uber driver for them, and that took all of his concentration, so he did not explain to Diego what he meant.