[This might have been at least slightly funny, were the past few weeks any different. But he hasn't been in the best mood lately anyhow, and getting hit on by some stranger who has broken into his apartment is low on the amusement scale. The red in his eyes starts to glow a little brighter in growing annoyance.
The towel is staying on, by the way. Although he does fold his arms.]
How 'bout you jus' get on outta here 'fore I change my mind about bein' nice about it?
[Action]
The towel is staying on, by the way. Although he does fold his arms.]
How 'bout you jus' get on outta here 'fore I change my mind about bein' nice about it?