[The kid jumps at the initial outburst, knocking his water glass right off the bar and spilling it on the mats behind there. He gazes after it for a moment unhappily-should he go clean that up?- before he turns his attention back to the spirited woman.]
...What?
[He responds, confused and mildly distressed at the response. He's still a little feverish, so he's not making the connections he should be at the moment.]
no subject
...What?
[He responds, confused and mildly distressed at the response. He's still a little feverish, so he's not making the connections he should be at the moment.]
I mean. Sorry. I uh. Won't do it again?