[Ohhhh lord. Kadoc swats at Ritsuka's foot, then stumbles back to his feet. He's showing enough skin in this awful thing that even his shoulders are blushing. Here's Gareth, being gallant and earnest, and Ritsuka is at least nicely dressed and composed . . . and here he is, a complete mess. Ugh! He fusses his hair back into place, then wraps his arms tightly around himself again, taking a breath. Eye contact is impossible right now.]

Dammit. . . . Sorry about all that back there. And this here, too. This goes without saying, but none of that was according to plan. I guess if it worked, it worked, but unfortunately for all of us, we had to witness it. . . . Good thing I didn't exactly plan on going back to that strip club ever.

[Ugh, okay. He steels himself again, managing to at least look around at the others, only some mortified.]