"'Ey Ivy," he calls out to his drunken moogle. Ivory lifts her head up from the bar briefly, and he points at Prompto. She grumbles something and talks to the bartender about before they produce two glasses of clear liquid. Tall glasses. Which she very wobbly carries over to their table then just... drunkenly passes out on the table next to theirs. He'd feel bad if she didn't drink on an empty stomach, too.

As Gladio would put it: Wuss.

Noct pushes one of the glasses over to Prompto (don't worry, it's just water) before unwrapping his own.