Naw. Ah didn't say that now. Man's gotta keep his word. Figured you'd wanna drink s'all.

[Larry hooks his thumbs into his own belt loops.]

Y'should be careful talkin' laik that. Sure could rile a man.

[They're fucking around too much for Larry to tell whether or not it all worked out as he planned it. Later then he'll see.]

Let's goin' an' getcha cleaned up then.