"Then I might have to produce a rake," he chuckled. "I'm already dangerously close to soundin' like a beaten housewife but that's better than havin' to explain myself. I got a feeling this-" he gestured at his face, "-Is a form of communication that you're familiar with. Suppose as long as I don't go 'Fell and hit my eye on a door knob', boring is just about what I'm goin' for. That kinda noise ruins the moonshine," he said, gesturing towards the bottle itself lazily.