Ronan is tall, strong, and decidedly too sober for this nonsense, but it does mean he can keep Andrej from falling on his face, at least for the moment.

"Pantry? In a hotel?" Ronan asks, scepticism and annoyance dripping from his tone, not that he thinks Andrej is in any state to realise it. Honestly, the longer this goes on, the more Ronan wishes he was drunk too, so he wouldn't have to deal with any of it.

He leads the way toward Andrej's room. "Call for whatever you want as soon as you're back at the room, okay?"