"Speak for yourself, kid. Just because I don't like dressin' up doesn't mean I don't know how t'act the part of the charming guest." He takes a glass full of whiskey and pours it into the glass of blood he has. It makes for a more interesting flavor.

"You might have a better time if you didn't look like someone was shovin' bamboo splinters under your nails." He tell him to smile, but he's afraid that might actually break Sasuke's face. In fact, he's sure it would.