I'm not gonna do that. Jason wouldn't like my body, he'd be pissed so.. let's not. Keep everyone happy.

[Going from seven feet tall to five foot ten would probably suck. At least that's what his brain on long islands thinks.]

Oh. Yeah. Water. [He goes a little cross eyed trying to focus on it, but he does manage to get the glass in his hand and take a few gulps without pouring it all over himself.] Why's water taste so fucking weirrrrrrrd when you're drunk?

[He drains it, blinking as if trying to remember something he was gonna ask Sharky.]

Did I fuck that storm goddess lady and forget? I would have told you about that, did I tell you about that?

[That.... that was not it.]