[Huh. So he's not alone in that. Guess it makes sense that a guy living in Zombie Politics Hell Future needs to keep his guard up.]

Yeah. Haven't really had a drink since I started the whole detective thing. Too many people...breaking into my apartment and/or trying to kill me.

[He stuffs his mouth full of popcorn in the hopes that it'll convince Wonderland to let him just. Stop. Talking. Somehow, this time, it works.]