"Yeah, I've got plenty," Chuck says, shoulders lifting in a slight shrug. Whether she means anything by it or not — and he wants neither to assume nor to disregard the possibility — there's no real reason they should have to go out when his apartment is fairly well-stocked. On his own, he prefers going to bars to staying in, but with company, regardless of the extent of it, that isn't something he needs to take into consideration. "My place is fine."