He met Silvers comment with a flare of anger. Happy go lucky or not, he wasent gunna put up with it. "Listen here you little piece of sh-" he was hit by another massive migraine, causing him to stop mid-word in pain. He couldn't think straight, the world tilted. "Ex-excuse me." He said, walking swiftly into the washroom. He took the vial out from under his wing again and took another sip. The pain subsided and his vision cleared. He walked back over to the table as though nothing had happened. "No, you are mistaken, we were just grabbing a bit if lunch." He said in a completely lever tone, not recalling his anger.