Somewhere, in the back of a drunken mind, Ben wondered if the Supreme Leader could read his thoughts through the fog he was currently experiencing. Maybe there was a sliver of truth to what Han wasn't actually talking about.

Fortunately, he was a little too tipsy to properly put that thought into words, or even focus on it for too long.

"I'm doin' better?" he laughed. "Hey, thanks!"

The privacy of their own ship couldn't come fast enough.