You said you didn't mind me takin' my time, I'll hold you to it. Pants turned up but so did those zombies or whatever the hell they were. Didn't seem like quite the right time to get sloppy with everyone running around like chickens with their heads cut off.

[He sounds like he's trying to keep it light, but the whole monsters thing hit him harder than he'd admit. There's a bit too much bitterness there. He seems to realizes it and switches gears]

Now, however, seems like the perfect time. Let me know if you're still up for that drink, I'm running low on cigars, but I've got one with your name on it.