Woah. Where'd those penguins come from? He got distracted for a moment, staring at them uncertainly. Could Collette see that, too? There wasn't something weird in that tequila was there? That'd suck. He didn't even really like tequila. It was just that Michelle liked tequila...

"Wait a sec."

Injured arm momentarily forgotten, Stan reached out a hand to see if he could touch one of the penguins. He started to, anyway, but then he caught himself and snapped it back against his chest in an almost defensive maneuver. No. Can't just go around touching things. Things hate to be touched sometimes. But they could look, maybe. That was probably okay.

"Hey, wanna go ta the zoo?"