"Sorry, I sometimes confuse 'sunny' with 'blazing hellfire'. Either's good though."
He raised his glass in a half-toast to blazing hellfire, clearly a lot happier with the world now that he had food in his stomach. Relatively speaking, at least.
"And I can't quit my day job. I'd go broke trying to get by on my good looks and charm. Where do you work that's so awful anyway?"