At that his eyes opened and he looked at her. "I know who Shrek is." Not that he'd seen the movies or understood the reference - but he did know what she was talking about. He rolled his eyes and passed her the bottle. "I'm not an onion," he declared. Somehow that needed to be said.
When she returned with a glass of water he frowned. He lifted it up to stare at it for a few moments, before looking at her. "Water?" Really? He wasn't drunk enough obviously if he could think that. Never mind there wasn't a reason to get drunk. Luther frowned more deeply, before gulping it down. He replayed her words several times before looking up. "I'm not interesting?"