[Look, Ford isn't great at reading subtle interpersonal messages, but he's also not the kind of asshole who'd push someone to drink. He doesn't see the need. It's up to Shiro; he doesn't care either way, really. He's still just high on the luxury of being comfortable anywhere for the first time in thirty years, and he lets himself indulge in that. He can, because he isn't Stanford Pines, the man on a quest to save the universe and get revenge. He's just Stanford Pines, a hero's brother, trying to remember what it's like to not be driven by saving the universe and getting revenge.]

Fair enough! The day's still young. You'll probably want your wits about you if Morty decides he wants a rematch.

[Y'know, since Shiro totally trounced him and all.]

That was a bold strategy, by the way. Ghost against Ghost.