"Well, fuck with him on your own time. I don't need it getting angry with me or anyone close to me." He did not want to piss off the entity to the point where he might get sent back home. He didn't want to go home not when he knew he was just going to get murdered again. And he didn't want Bonnie getting sent home to a life where he's no longer around. So, for now, until he learned the rules of this place, he'd rather play it safe.
"It's been fine." Nothing interesting happened. He had spent some time with Bonnie and he had been reading over the network. Trying to see if he could get any clues about Goodland. "Am I going to have to carry you home again?" he asked with a slight smirk and a glance John's way. "Surprise."
When they entered the bar he was actually surprised it wasn't decorated in every cliched Irish thing. It actually looked pretty normal. "I was expecting the worse," he admitted. "Straight to the bourbon." A huge smile crossed his lips. He had a feeling tonight was going to end like the other night. This was going to be an entertaining night.