Chri-- You had gifts to deliver. [It's not even an incredulous question, it's just an incredulous echo.] For flak's sake, Riku, next time you decide on an impromptu paper-route holler at me and I'll let you borrow my cruiser or something.

[Seriously, rookie, being sick isn't going to do you any favors. You're gonna have training to make up! She gestures at him with the bottle then.]

Soon as you're not cooking your brains in that skull of yours I'm taking you coat shopping, kiddo.