Well, I also have that effect on people, but as to not play my own fiddle, I'm fairly certain it's the drinks. [Molly downs the last of his and breathes in the sweet sweet buzz that comes from it. He stifles a burp and presses on.]

Also joy's infectious. I feel like a lot of people are enjoying this place. Poor bastards probably have no idea how good living like this can be. They are completely out of touch with the simplicity of living in a world that isn't overcomplicated.

[The drunken flirting has shifted bit to drunken ranting. He's as hard to predict as the weather.]