[Optimus laughs again, a much less restricted and much more amused sound. When he speaks, there's a smile in his voice]

I see. Best give them somebody else to give strange looks at, instead. I will be there shortly.

[He leaves his room with its broken light and heads to the bar, where he quickly spots the tower of inebriation. He makes his way over and slides into a seat beside his counterpart. His mask is firmly in place, but his finials twitch in the way that communicates a smile]

You decided to do work after all that? That sounds like some sort of idea. Although I cannot say it was a bad one, if it ended up this way.