Ha, haha... whoa. I gotta make somethin' 'at... lets me bits light up like 'at... heheh!

[... and then the endearment actually sinks in, and he frowns, the camera turning to his face-- it's heavily flushed, his lids still heavy, an almost intoxicated look.]

... n'I'm not your "dear," so keep that shit outta yer, uh... voice? Thingy?

[A pause. His expression shifts a little.]

... yer dick an' all's still pretty wicked, though.