Hey, you don't have to be so honest about it, [Blue tries to whine in what sounds like a joking manner, but he's pretty sure that wasn't convincing, either. Despite that, he reluctantly takes the napkin and pouts at it for a moment before wiping at his face and blowing into it with a loud, pitiful sound.]

[Sheesh. What a mess.]

[He sits there with a heavy sigh for a moment, trying to avoid meeting Turing's soft blue glow, and letting himself just sit upright until he felt like there was a chance of being able to stand. No good if he falls over onto Turing...]

...I guess I should have just stayed home or something, [He grumbles sheepishly, glancing around the bar.] Ahh, I know me....