[No, Dean, laugh. Laugh and look awkward. Or Rabbit is going to embarrass you further till he gets that particular reaction from his best pal.
The hand trails down Dean's arm until it falls away, the copper 'bot turning to lean against the bar counter, otherwise ignoring the stares of the other patrons (and his boss), taking a moment off of his 'stage' to stand in the crowd and interact personally, one-on-one. For a being who started his career busking, that personal intimacy between performer and audience was an important element to the show. Nothing quite got Rabbit excited as much as audience participation.]
Caaaaught up in circles, confusion is nuthin' new~