"Well duh." He was still blushing as he picked up his glass and drained it, signalling for another. Honestly, sometimes he just went into doctor mode and forgot about seeming like a normal person. Umeda stared into his drink, embarrassed. Talking about what he did for a living wasn't actually what he normally did with a potential partner. That was getting pretty close to treating someone like a friend.

"Sorry. It's a habit sometimes. Doesn't have to mean anything though." He was quiet for a moment, "Whiskey good?" Lame. Super lame.