Anders shoots Nathaniel a reproachful look. "Yes, we are saying that," he concedes. "We are saying it very bluntly and with no regard for the time it may take to adjust to such a bizarre turn of events. We're tactful that way."

As if Anders displayed any more tact, or any more aplomb in handling disoriented Hawkes.

"On the other hand, to our credit, we do keep some reasonably potable liquor around. It's not going to change anything, mind. It's certainly not going to make this Initiative business any more sensible. Puddingface, no one wants that," this because Puddingface has gone and fetched a slobbery ball from under the couch to show his new friend. Talon promptly makes a liar out of Anders. Of course someone wants it! Someone is a dog!

"I'll fix us some drinks and the two of you can just be blunt at one another while I do that, yes?"