Scarlet rolled with it, throwing Stutely a shrug and going to the fridge. Well, and why not own it? Make everyone accustomed with overuse.
"Coming right up," he replied, grabbing three bottles and placing them on the table, and having the lids off with practiced ease. "Alright then Stoots, what's new with you? New jobs? Friends? Got any tail in your sights?" He grabbed a bottle and took a refreshing gulp.