Husk: Wow, you look like a fuckin' mess. Husk said to you as you sat down at his bar in the hotel. You had quite a shitty day today, and didn't really feel like making Husk deal with it, despite him having to anyways.

Husk: Anyways, what can I get ya'? Something strong, if I had to take a guess? Husk asked you with a slight chuckle, trying to lighten up your mood slightly as he began to clean out a shot glass for you.