Glad to see her in a better mood, he takes a drink of her champagne. He's not one for much of the bubbly. Whiskey and rum are more of his style. "Too bad." He adds on after a beat. "Maybe he's mine." He laughs quietly. Cooper will gladly take anyone who catches his fancy to bed, but that most certainly doesn't include a seventeen year old boy who he could probably snap in two with his pinkie.