It's not the margaritas, Olivia, everyone is weird when they reach my age. [ Absolutely false. He's rich, he's older, and he's successful, Garrot knows he can be incredibly eccentric and nobody can stop him. So he leans on the table, mimicking her posture with a hand under his chin. Garrot is still very big and tall, so he has to look down towards her. ]

But what's so weird about me? [ He sounds amused, and then a clawed hand casually dangles a mozzarella stick in front of his mouth and all those teeth. ] Is it the teeth? The claws? The eyes? [ Of course they're weird. The only whites in his eyes are pinpricks at his pupils- what would normally be white is a dark green, and his irises look almost black. He blinks, and instead of dark greens his eyes are teal, at least until he tosses that mozzarella stick into his mouth. Garrot doesn't look like he's talking with his mouth full this time, so poor Olivia's in the spotlight. ]