[She'd said the word, but it was a long way from a declaration like the one Barry had hit him with, so he didn't lose his cool entirely. His eyes flicker with uncertainty and he pulls away, affecting unconcern when really the proximity just makes him feel exposed.]

No doubt you're correct -- oh. One thing, though. Apparently I'm leprosy to Lisa's love life. I knew she'd fly the coop sooner or later, but I kinda figured she'd at least let me meet the guy.

[He's whining and he's sober enough to know it. He scowls and adds.] But like I said before. You didn't bring me here for this. Barry's left town. Lisa doesn't need me. But you've still got a use for me, so let's get down to brass tacks, and actually enjoy our evening, all right? Or have you changed your mind?