[McCoy just walks as Jim speaks, careful to keep them both upright even as Kirk's words makes him snort.]

That's a weak excuse even for you. As your more rational and intelligent friend let me tell you what you do when you have possible lynch mobs on your hands. The standard action when people are trying to kill you is to think of a way not to get killed, not drink yourself to the point where you're a damned sitting duck.

[He turns another corner mid rant.] Of course that involves having a sense of self preservation, which I'm not entirely sure you have. I'm sure there's some sort of genetic test for it I'll stumble across.