It would wonderful, if it was possible to get wasted. However, that's not the point. The point is - what is going to do now? Now, being stuck here, no Tardis and Rose from before Meta.
An exhale that flaps his lips and here he's already emotionally self-destructed himself, "Brillant one Doctor."

There's a look in the direction of the sound - gosh he doesn't even feel like flirting back.

"I'm not looking for company."