Rose came home to find the Doctor laying on the floor, frowning at the couch across the room from him. Taking off her coat, she laid next to him, resting her head on his arm as she looked the couch over from her new angle. "Did the couch commit a grave offense?" she asked. He glanced at her before looking back to the couch. His scowl deepened "'s too far away," he slurred. Rose kicked an empty bottle away with her foot. He'd never managed to get drunk as a Time Lord. "Gimme a mo' to catch up."