Yeah, you're goddamn right it's a deal. I know you're all about nothing ever keeping you down, but this ain't something you can wait out on your own.

[she glowers down at him and tries not to think "serves you right" when the light catches him, then takes her leave to pour the beer down the sink and get him a glass of water and some pills. she comes back and leaves them on the table for him.]

You're right about not being a pussy, at least. I wouldn't eat you if you paid me.