While Max and Liz danced on the rooftop terrace, at that time in the lounge of Bellagio…
One drink after another, Dr. Snow was drowning his sorrow and regret in alcohol.
He was sitting at the bar, and people would sit on the barstools next to him, some giving him curious glances, and some ignoring him completely. He didn't care about the people. He would stare blankly at the glass in front of him while trying to suppress his thoughts about Liz and the whole engagement business.
The only things which indicated he was not a mannequin were that occasionally he would take a sip from the glass, and when it became empty, he would ask the bartender for another one.
