There was no pause, no thought, to Chris raising a hand to slap Stabler across the face when he spoke, hand then roughly grabbing his chin as he looked down at the man, "What part of 'shut up', don't you get, huh?" He spat out, fingers digging into Stabler's cheeks, "You disgusting piece of shit," his voice was heavy and slurred, and his eyes were almost black as he stared down at the man. If he had been sober, he would have been precise with this moment, the moment Stabler saw him for what he was, but at that moment, Chris was lost in drunken rage, and he wasn't in control.