Landmarks. Heh. You're funny. [Probably wasn't intentional on her part. Now he'll just need to hunt down some panadol and a tall glass of water, and he'll be able to ramp up from 75% functional to somewhere a little over 80%.]

I'm usually... [Less of an alcoholic disaster, but that seems like a questionable kind of not-quite-truth to tout.] ...more together. [There's nothing left to be salvaged of this first impression, but she can't fault him for not trying.]

I'm sure I can nick a shirt off a rack somewhere. [And by 'nick' he clearly means 'borrow with little intention of returning', at least until he figures out how to get back into his own room and get his own clothes back.] Or one of those pool towels at least... in any case, I'll be alright, love.