Hey, who said I was gonna do that? Just... gonna take a nap or something. Eat too much cake.

[ His two solutions to being sad these days. But he shifts, sliding out of the booth, exhaustion clear in the slump of his shoulders ] Yeah, both. I'm gonna do both. Nothing rash, promise.

[ At least today. He waves to the waiter, who just gives him a bright smile ] Two slices of chocolate cake to go.