Pietro wasn't shirtless for long, pulling on a clean undershirt from his dresser. Once he was settled he looked back over at Sam with an incredulous expression on his face. "Wait, what now?" he asked, trying to get the situation straight. "You're mad because I called you a hick? You were the one who went out to some party with my girlfriend and then strolled back up in here both completely wasted and ridiculous," he replied. His tone was even and matter-of-fact as opposed to angry (for the time being) despite the fact that he was speaking so quickly. He really didn't have much room to talk of course as nine times out of ten he himself was the one stumbling back into the room late at night with a drunk and often times belligerent Regan. But he really wasn't worrying about all of that at the moment.