[Rocket releases him and pulls back slightly, misinterpreting "I'd be asleep" as "It's late, but the party is still going, so I'm not."] It'sss not mornin' yet? [He yawns at the mere thought of being able to go back to sleep and licks his chops. Drunkenness doesn't give him much room to school his more animal-like behaviors.] Guess I better go back to the party before all the good booze is gone. [He tries to push him aside so he can get off the bench- it doesn't work, but he can slide off anyway.]
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