[Richie's mouth twists, both amused and a touch sore for her sake.] Well as long as my melodious tones are coming through loud and clear, you've got the best of me anyway. [He (perhaps too boldly) tugs at the lobe of her left ear, grin slapped back on.] I ever tell you what I do for a living? Or did, rather. I wasn't always wiping bartops, you know.

[He raises his glass in kind, humming after the thought.] Oh, hang my health. Let's drink to the weird universe. The worlds might be winking out, but it brought a bunch of absolute misfits like us together. I never thought I'd meet someone like you, Sandy. [He clinks his glass to hers and takes a sip when she does, pulling off with a satisfied sigh.] Come on. Race you to the bottom of the bottle, baby. Let's swap some stories and liven up this joint a bit.