[At that comment, Murdoc can't help but give Dirk a devious smile. He isn't coherent enough to give Dirk the response he wants, but he's damn capable of giving him his best sexy kiss. Or at least, his best drunk sexy kiss. Which is a lot sloppier and messier than his usual one. Probably not half as good either, but he's drunk and he wants to put his mouth all over Dirk's face. He doesn't see Dirk complaining about that either.

He slips a hand between them to rub Dirk's thigh, but he's way too drunk to do anything with him at this point. He's just going to press kisses to the side of his face and let him talk.]

I can't believe that you slept with her. [He snorts to himself.] I hated you so fuckin' much. I wanted to punch your beautiful face for it. [He smiles as if that's any sort of fond memory.] I miss her already. [He drums his fingers against his glass, looking thoughtful before slurring out more.] But it'sforthebest I suppose.