*sits bolt upright as you sit down, mustering all his drunken civility* Salgant. How a nice to surprise you. Uh. *pinches himself as a reminder to attempt another apology for the debacle in Vinyamar* Ouch. Sorry about that thing. When you went all kablooey crazy and. It was a great tux though.
*lowers his forehead to the tabletop with a thump and groans (this isn't going as he'd planned it at all, or at least it seems like it isn't, judging from the last eight seconds he can still remember)* *offers by way of explanation (without lifting his head)* It's. I mean. You say stuff and then my head hurts. Sometimes. A lot.