Hazbin Hotel

[Angel Dust returns from Val's studio after Charlie tried to help him; groans as he sits at the bar]

Angel Dust:
[groans] I need a drink. The hardest you can make.

Husk:
You look like shit. [turns to pour the drink]

Angel Dust:
[fixes himself] Not possible. Just a long shoot. [downs the glass as Husk puts it down] I said a strong one.

Husk:
Excuse me. Didn't realize this was a drink-to-forget kind of night. [refills his glass]

Angel Dust:
[sarcastically] Oh I forgot. You're the "wise old bartender who's seen it all". [deadpan] Get the fuck over yourself and pour me a real drink. [knocks over the glass, spilling it]

Husk:
Look. If you've got a problem, you're not gonna find the answer at the bottom of a bottle. [wipes up contents; frowns] I should know, I've been looking there a long time.