[Espy]

KYD

"What, do I look like I need patching up?! I can walk just fine, damn you!" If he could help it, those gloves were not coming anywhere near him anytime soon. He laughed and pitched his voice up higher.

"Of course I'm gonna let some policeman bring me in. Of cooouuuuurse I'm not hung over. Why would you ever think that, huh?" he asked in the best singsong voice he could muster through the pain, then struggled to all fours. Walking wasn't a "problem", oh, no.

It was simply impossible.