[Hey, Hawke is still wearing some of that vomit on her front. Though, she's gonna pretend that was a laugh.]

My apologies. Clearly, I pegged you wrong. You definitely look like the boring sort who mostly sits at home on the evening and reads. Not dramatic at all.

[She hicgags a little bit which cuts through the quipping. Dammit. Not fair.]

Well the last thing I need is sand on top of the puke, so you can be my hero.