The last thing Bruce wanted when he was most certainly making a fool of himself was a witness, but oh well, why not. It could have been a lot worse. He had receipts of how worse it could get. At first all he could do was take slow breaths and tried to awkwardly smile at the man, giving him a weak thumbs up. "Sorry," he hacked, not entirely a reason there to be for why he was sorry, but he was all the same. Drinking water was not a good idea, but he couldn't leave the mess, so he focuse on that.

"Things you shouldn't do," he rasped quietly, "just try whatever's there as flavor."