Fortunately, Bill came to my place and we put down a bottle of Old Medley that had moved to the front of the line. If we'd gone to his place, which is empty, hollow and loveless, I'm pretty sure things would've gotten real ugly.
But since we were in my house, with a sleeping wife and children upstairs requiring some semblance of calm, it was kept in check. Plus he tried chewing tobacco for the first time and within 30 seconds had to run outside to throw up and after that, it was pretty just a slide into our saying good night to each other.