"I don't," he begins, but the look of entertained bafflement on Seth's face nearly sets him off again. He bites his lip and has to fight back several incredibly undignified snorts.

"I have no idea," Daniel finally answers quite honestly, a bit on the breathless side, because he doesn't. He's going to put this one down on the alcohol. For certain. "I think you, your Irish coffee is possibly, um," he considers it for another minute then takes a thoughtful sip, "possibly very extremely Irish."