He actually managed to catch it, surprising himself so much that he almost dropped it anyway.

"Thanks, thank-suh. Hang, ang, on, let me make this thing go away."

The most Alex had ever had to drink was a sip or two of wine, and if, as he very much hoped, he'd be able to get pleasantly tipsy off a beer, he wanted to do it after he was normal again.

So he concentrated, and now that he knew what it felt like, it was pretty easy to make the tail sort of curl up and wither away.

"Looks pretty, tee, gross, huh?"